I bought you a black tin box,
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Something to put your jewelry in.
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But it struck me as the property of the childless.
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It was cold out and warm in.
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The edges were sharp.
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The edges were sharp.
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Take me down the hillside.
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Show me where they used to play.
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Take me down the hillside.
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Show me where they used to play.
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Black sheep, black sheep, in the aftershocks
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Thought he could survive in the black tin box.
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Black sheep, black sheep, in the aftershocks
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Thought you could survive in the black tin box.
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I mailed you a Dutch postcard
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Where I tried to be comforting.
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There were kids, my neighbors, on the sidewalk
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Playing superman.
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But the edges were sharp.
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The edges were sharp.
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Take me down the hillside.
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Show me where they used to play.
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Take me down the hillside.
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Show me where they used to play.
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Your sisters and you,
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Running through the orange light of the after-day.
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Black sheep, black sheep, in the aftershocks
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Thought he could survive in the black tin box.
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Black sheep, black sheep, in the aftershocks
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Thought you could survive in the black tin box.
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Black Tin Box
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Miike Snow |