Mine is a slow race
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I'm losing fast with no mask on my face
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Say this in a masquerade place
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My last dance is alone
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Love was a waste
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Here with my lace
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But I am a woman one chased
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Bitter taste of blame
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Blame me for your own sake
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There's reason behind this
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Rewind to the first kiss and wonder lust
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Look back as we all must
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And almost cry out pixie dust
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As I keep dreaming
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Of lost days when my spirit was robust
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Back then I was stirring
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But I've learned all silver one day rusts
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My heart was the music
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And you were off beat
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Sado masochistic
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Storms pounding on my like sleet
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Six feet
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Beneath the ground can't be beat
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I sleep
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With the guilt and failure for my sheets and
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There's reason behind this
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Rewind to the first kiss and wonder lust
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Look back as we all must
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And almost cry out pixie dust
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As I keep dreaming
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Of lost days when my spirit was robust
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Back then I was stirring
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But I've learned all silver one day rusts
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Mine is a slow race
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Losing fast with no mask on my face
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Say I'm masquarade place
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My last dance is alone
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Love was a waste
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Here with my lace
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But i am a woman one chased
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The bitter taste of blame blame
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Blame me for your own sake
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There's reason behind this
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Rewind to the first kiss and wonderlust
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Look back as we all must
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And almost cry out pixie dust
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As I keep dreaming
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Of lost days when my spirit was robust
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Back then I was stirring
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But I've learned all silver one day rusts
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All Silver Rusts
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Katy Rose |