I see the claret stained your dress
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It won't rub out.
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I hear you silent in distress
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You can't call out
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I hear the vineyards crying for your wasted years
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Crying vintage tears for what you were
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I see the claret stained your cheeks
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It won't come out
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Claret is pouring in your mouth
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Through your heart
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Out your wounds
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Claret is pouring straight through you
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Hear the vineyards cry
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I see the broken shards of red
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Crushed in your hand
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It's no more rhesus negative
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Than bougelle
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I hear the vineyards crying for your wasted years
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Crying vintage tears for what you were
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I have the broken promises to fathom out
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Claret is pouring in your mouth
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Through your heart
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Out your wounds
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Claret is pouring straight through you
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Hear the vineyards cry
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Claret is pouring in your mouth
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Through your heart
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Out your wounds
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Claret is pouring straight through you
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Hear the vineyards cry
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Claret
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| My Life Story |
