Hold your hands into the sky
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Pray for mercy, instead of time
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Big cities' action of my big city girl
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Think she builds her own heaven
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Cause she finds it's a lonesome world
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Filled with dirty street cars and dirty signs
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I hope there comes a time when
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I get to see your dirty mind
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Hold your hands into the sky
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Pray for mercy, instead of time
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Low budget movies, change our low budget lives
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Theres something to corsets and horror that joins our lonesome minds
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And these bloody faces with their bloodly knives
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Say if we ever make it
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We'll be so bloody tired (of these times)
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Hold your hands into the sky
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Pray for mercy, instead of time
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You are the massacre, the masochist, the tease
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And you're captivating , standing in front of me
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Is the reason, Im still wondering why everyone we loved has broke away
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Hold your hands into the sky
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Pray for mercy, instead of time
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You are the massacre, the masochist, the tease
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And you're captivating, standing in front of me
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Hold your hand into the sky
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Pray for mercy, instead of time
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So be my masscre, be my masochist, be my tease
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Cause you captivate me when you stand in front of me
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The Tease
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| Evans Blue |
