I know you spent some time from the town to the city
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Looking for a place to start
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And when you were fifteen I know what you said
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¡°I¡¯ll never let another black boy break my heart¡±
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You waited a decade for me to come find you
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There¡¯s never been a chance so rare
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I was just stumbling out on a prosthetic love
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and there had never been someone so real
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this was, Love and I was such a tyrant, destroyer
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as you sat sinking in my hands.
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Love and I was such a tyrant, destroyer
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as you sat sinking in my hands
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As if it wasn¡¯t enough just to hear you speak
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they had to give you lips like that
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like all of your sadness reduced to a color
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then painted upon you, how could i forget you.
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And who was I to think that on a Saturday night
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that you would really bike home alone
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And the way that I left you just hanging on Sundays
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Any fair skin boy could take you home
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this was, Love and I was such a tyrant, destroyer
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as you sat sinking in my hands.
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Love and I was such a tyrant, destroyer
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as you sat sinking in my hands
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Tyrant Destroyed
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| Twin Shadow |
