I was told that loneliness was like
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Spaces between the stars
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Well it’s empty between these
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Starry eyes
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I was told a dead man was heavier than a broken heart
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Am I dead now?
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My heart sure feels heavy
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And I try not to feel it
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Yeah I try not to feel it
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So hard to believe it
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I was told that time tiptoes by
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Well I can hear his footsteps
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Running past me
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I was told I had a face
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With nothing to fear
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That’s not the first thing
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To scare me
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And I try not to feel it
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Oh I try not to feel it
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It’s so hard to believe it
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But at the end of it all it’s true
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You shot this bullet
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Through my bones
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You shot this bullet
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Through my bones
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You shot me down
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Down down I go
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You shot me down
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Down down I go
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I get up take the phone from my hands
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The glass from my lips
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The pictures from my fingertips
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I stand up I walk round and round
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And I don’t hear no sound
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Only the words that you spoke to me
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And I try not to feel it
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Oh I try not to feel it
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It’s so hard to believe it
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But at the end of it all it’s true
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You shot this bullet
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Through my bones
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You shot this bullet
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Through my bones
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You shot me down
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Down down I go
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You shot me down
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Down down I go
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You shot me down
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Down down I go
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You shot me down
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Down down I go
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Bullet
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| Clare Maguire |
