caught by spies, chocolate eyes
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strung out youth
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loving yourself, tearing yourself
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tooth by tooth
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look up Saint Peter said
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you moms got a liquor head, do you?
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itĄ¯s gonna be a perfect day
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say the word and IĄ¯ll run away with you
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caught by spies, crashing all night
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cold church pews
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selling yourself, wrecking yourself
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nothingĄ¯s new
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held up at a nickle store
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some guys got nothing more to lose
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itĄ¯s gonna be a beautiful day
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oh IĄ¯ll do anything for you
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carry all this body armor, wake through the rhine
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pulling off the wings of angels, make them mine
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I do it all for you Caroline
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I donĄ¯t mind the underground
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fighting dogs for you
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pay ten witches a million pounds
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premonition you (for premunitionĄ¯s truth)
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crawling through the end of sound
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the dying dogs of youth
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pay King Garden a million pounds
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premonition you
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Pemunition
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