Well there's a party for me,
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the last thing I wanted from you
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I close the door behind me and there you are
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you seem relaxed and quiet
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but under your shirt you sweat
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and these balloons around make me feel so sad.
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Well there's a feast for me, but it's a night so pale
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feels like an empty rooms where we could kill with words
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you wish you could make believe that I'm what you want me to be
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but these balloons around make me feel so sad
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I'm in your sweet sweet sweet embrace
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and you're a thousand miles away
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your arms a sweet sweet sweet embrace
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and you're a thousand miles away.
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Well there's a party for me
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and you know that I didn't ask for it
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I just stay in your game I'm just playing your game
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so won't you tell me what to do,
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I can pretend you tell the truth
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won't you tell me what to do,
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I can pretend you tell the truth
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I'm in your sweet sweet sweet embrace
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and you're a thousand miles away
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your arms a sweet sweet sweet embrace
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and you're a thousand miles away.
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Why...why...why...why...
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Should I take the blame, where's my big mistake
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should I feel happy for what I haven't done
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should I take the blame, should I feel the pain
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or should I feel regret for what I haven't done
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Why? Why? Why? Why?
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Was this a feast for me or just a bad surprise?
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Should I have expected this? I just don't wanna know
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and you've made up the rules so that you'll win this game
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but you can't tell me what to do
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'cause I don't believe in you
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What's left a sweet sweet sweet embrace
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and you're a thousand miles away
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your arms a sweet sweet sweet embrace
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and you're a thousand miles away
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Why...why...
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I'll never ask you why...why.
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A Feast For Me
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| Elisa |
