I set my hand to writing you... it drifted off the page.
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I sold my one vision for a piece of the cake... I haven't ate in days.
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For unspoken value, aesthetic, and charm, I'd smile at you sideways,
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But the lighting is wrong.
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I'm taking a picture, and counting the cost, while the bells in my ears keep ringing.
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I set my hand to writing you... it drifted of the page.
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I nearly fell, I feel like a lowlife in hell and I haven't slept in days and days, days and days...
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Beat on my Fender through my Gemini 2, play to the posters on the wall of my room.
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Thought I was crazy when I'd think about you... And the bells in my ears keep ringing.
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And the bells in my ears keep ringing.
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In my ear bells are ringing.
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| Blondie |
