Would you come to me
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If I was half drowning
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An arm above the last wave
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Would you come to me
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Would you pull me up
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Would the effort really hurt you
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Is it unfair to ask you
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To help pull me up
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The window broke the silence of the matches
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The smoke effortlessly floating
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Pull me up
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Would you be my lord and savior
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Pull me up by my hair
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Now would you kiss me, on my lips
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Burning fever burning on my forehead
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The brain that once was listening now
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Shoots out its tiresome message
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Won't you pull me up
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Scalding, my dead father
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Has the motor and he's driving towards
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An island of lost souls
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Sunny, a monkey then to monkey
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I will teach you meanness, fear and blindness
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No social redeeming kindness
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Or a¢æ¡° oh, state of grace
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Would you pull me up
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Would you drop the mental bullet
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Would you pull me by the arm up
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Would you still kiss my lips
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Hiccup, the dream is over
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Get the coffee, turn the lights on
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Say hello to junior dad
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The greatest disappointment
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Age withered him and changed him
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Into junior dad
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Psychic savagery
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The greatest disappointment
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The greatest disappointment
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Age withered him and changed him
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Into junior dad
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Junior Dad
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Metallica |