The things we used to do when the nightmare wouldn't end
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turn up the sight of you and feel it all again
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The posters on the wall that were our only friends
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Their lives we never knew, but oh how we imagined
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Let's go out tonight and do something that's wrong
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cuz I don't feel alright when disaster's gone
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Anne with an E you're everything to me
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Take your sweater off and wear your spikes again
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cuz you can't get off on that medicine
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Let's go out tonight and do something that's wrong
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cuz I don't feel alright when disaster's gone
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We'll call in sick tomorrow and shake 'til we can't speak
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and know it won't get better, but still you wanna see
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our bodies fall apart and lose the will to breathe
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and fall asleep forever in perfect harmony
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Anne with an E, you're everything to me
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Anne With An E
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| The Pains Of Being Pure At Heart |
