My guy has a tan transcontinental
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but it keeps me enchained
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watch an old black and white movie
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fred and ginger are too sentimental, crying in shame
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I don't want to be forgotten
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I can't be alone
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so don't you dare leave me
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it's like coming home
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to a skin that has died
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human voices like a drum
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and they're looking right through me
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scatter the ashes one more time for me, one more time for me
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my guy has a tattoo ornamental
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when he's frozen in space
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cut your eye far to me
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a covered carcass is too elemental, caught underneath a subway
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I don't want to be forgotten
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I can't be alone
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so don't you dare leave me
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it's like coming home
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it's a skin that has died
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human voices like a drum
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and they're looking right through me
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scatter the ashes one more time for me, one more time for me
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one more time for me, one more time for me
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one more time for me, one more time for me
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one more time for me, one more time for me
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trans-likened, twisting my ankle
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doing the grave dance
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narcotic? yes please, I'll have a sample
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riding on my very last chance
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then the clouds will open for me
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gonna meet my jesus christ
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I see history playing before me
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for pleasure and passion you play the price
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sadness the name of the spike that took me
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I'll make that's all
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like some raging, hard, horny mephistopheles
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who came for my soul
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Then The Clouds Will Open For Me
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