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LOVE TORN US UNDER
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Everything's moving as you climb up the walls
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(Heaven's wearing as you climb on the walls?)
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Asleep I daydreamed I could change it all
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Running from something too painful to face
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Epitaphs torn into bare foot soiled feet
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Ecstacy's columns decay in to night
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Underneath hope she loves sedatives (sadder to?) die
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Wasting my time on the shackles of her love
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At night complete love's torn us under
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Love is dragging me under
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Betray my other self
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The lost hours are over
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Gentlemen's left me, a cataracts past life
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Searching for something I'm unable to find
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To weak to render a sorrows daily grind
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I find too much grief in her chest and her eyes
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Memory cannot choose where it wants to be
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Love this sex, true pity as mangled sheets
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The tenderness that climbs in the mind
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At night complete love's torn us under, love is dragging me under
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Betray my other self, the lost hours are over
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LOVE TORN US UNDER
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| manic street preachers |
