The sound of his name
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Won¡¯t make music today
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So I, picture his face
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To see if the colours have fade
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Guess I know how he feels
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Wasn¡¯t for my fingers
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Dirty now
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Don¡¯t wanna know what it means
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When your baby slips your mind
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I¡¯m getting away with murder
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I¡¯m gonna hide and nothing can hurt and
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(and if I¡¯ll ever be found)
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If I¡¯ll ever be found
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I¡¯ll say I¡¯m not who you¡¯re looking for
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I¡¯ll be in denial say I¡¯m not the one anymore
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And when the famous words getting harder to write
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And you don¡¯t need his hands for passion tonight
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A first time I forgot ignoring every warning sign
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But now I know what it means
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When your baby slips your mind
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I¡¯m getting away with murder
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I¡¯m gonna hide and nothing can hurt and
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(and if I¡¯ll ever be found)
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If I¡¯ll ever be found
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I¡¯ll say I¡¯m not who you¡¯re looking for
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I¡¯ll be in denial say I¡¯m not the one anymore
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If I¡¯ll ever be found
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I¡¯ll say I¡¯m not who you¡¯re looking for
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I¡¯ll be in denial say I¡¯m not the one anymore
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Yeah, I¡¯ll be denial say I¡¯m not the one for you now more
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The sound of his name
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Won¡¯t make music today
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So I, I picture his face
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To see if the colours have fade
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Don¡¯t wanna know what it means
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When your baby slips your mind
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When your baby slips your mind
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When your baby slips your mind
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Getting Away With Murder
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