And even if the words don't sound right,
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I will love you till the day my heart dies,
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till the day my heart dies.
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And even if this ain't the right light,
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you're prettier than anything,
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you're prettier than anything that I'd
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prettier than anything that I'd write.
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There's something in the way our lips touch,
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there's something in the way we're stuck together
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and they don't build love like that no more.
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You said you'd like it when the thunderstorms came,
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said you'd like if the thunderstorm just
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pulled you piece by piece away.
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Listen [Listen, Listen]
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| Wintersleep |
