You're crippled like a horse
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Fall legless down a hill
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Is that your notion?
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I've escaped.
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With fingernails like chalk
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Spill dust into the wind
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You're a testament to your own mistakes
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You've fallen far into the blackness
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Of some stranger's arms
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And the coldness of his touch
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With so much love to give
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But so much more to take
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And so vanity that's available exclusively to you
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Oh, some love can be fictitious
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As if anyone needs to know
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Just how long now
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Just how long now
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Just how long now
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I've put words into your mouth
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I breathe truths into your ear
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But that feeling has been locked to you
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I've been lazy in my cave
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But it's founded me no gain
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It's not fair
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So I'll be asleep up to you
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Oh, some loves can be fictitious
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As if anyone needs to know.
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From the sublime to the ridiculous
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It's apart from where you know
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Oh, some love can be fictitious
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As if anyone needs to know
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Just how long now
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Just how long now
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Just how long now
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Oh, hey, how long's it gonna take?
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How long's it gonna take?
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For you to fall
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To keep me
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I just don't need one more mistake
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Some loves, they grow so fictitious now
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Some loves, they grow so fictitious now
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Some loves, they grow so fictitious
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Don't they?
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They're so fictitious now
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I don't have to walk away
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From you
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Love As Fiction
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Bluebottle Kiss |