This is love at the end of the world
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You don't need diamonds and you don't need pearls
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Water boils on the seven seas
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Rivers of blood and she's setting me free
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And you're still near me, baby
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Smoke rising from an open field
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Don't you know that the threat is real
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From the top of Mount Kilimanjaro
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You look around but you don't see snow
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The heat is rising, baby
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This is love at the end of the world
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There's still love
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At the end of the world
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Two wars and a revolution
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Got me praying for absolution
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There's blood on these hands, baby
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Preacher saying that the end is nigh
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Standing on a soapbox a hundred feet high
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You're still by my side, baby
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Light fades, becomes shade
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You're holding on but you're slipping away
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Till I can't feel you anymore
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This is love at the end of the world
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There's still love
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At the end of the world
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Red lips, alabaster hands
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Ooh girl, what you do to a man
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The heat is rising, baby
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You don't think, you just follow the herd
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And you don't need bullets for a war of words now
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They want what we've got, baby
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Light fades, becomes shade
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You're holding on but you're slipping away
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Till I can't feel you anymore
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This is love at the end of the world
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There's still love
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At the end of the world
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This is love at the end of the world
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There's still love
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At the end of the world
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Love At The End Of The World
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| Sam Roberts |
