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difference is,. The truth --. The truth is I miss you. . Cry on demand. How'd you learn to?. Cry on demand. Teach me if you want to. Though you don't have to. I just close my eyes and think of you
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You like to call me when I'm alone. Tell me that it's all for me. And I wish that I was home. But we could make it fall on the weekend. Oh we can make it fall on the weekend. But it's killing me
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Mami you miss me don't you?. Haters wish you? could hit me don't you?. Heh, you should call me uncle. I understand I'm back by popular demand. That new C-L fly. Outside of Popeye's eating
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Shirley, I love you 'til I'm drunk. And on and on and never to stop. The way, I see it it's sad to say it but it's true. You're gonna be all that I need So sad to see her looking so rusted. There
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Strumming my pain with his fingers. Singing my life with his words. Killing me softly with his song. Killing me softly, yeah, with his song. Telling my whole life with his words. Killing me
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The good times are killing me, here we go Got dirt, got air, got water and I know you can carry on. Shrug off shortsighted false excitement. And oh what can I say?. Have one, have twenty more "One
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. Yeah your love is the killing kind. Yeah your love is the killing kind. The killing kind. . You reach the point of no return you're on your own. You burn the bridge and now there's no hope left of
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. Breathing life into a roaring disguise. Needles and sins, sins and needles. He's gasping for air in the wishing well Dust to rust, ashes on gashes. Hand around the killing jar. Hand around the killing jar
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Given the way we're living. Wouldn't you say we're killing ourselves?. Given the way we're living. Wouldn't you say we're killing ourselves? Why do you say don't worry. This is the way we're
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haunted by the visions that they never dared to see. And they'll never miss the dreams they've never had. They're condemned to go on living in a penitentiary. For killing time, ain't it sad
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. Singin' my life with her words. Killing me softly with her song. Killing me softly, with her song. Telling my whole life with her words. Killing me softly, with her song I felt all flushed with fever
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colors'll show, baby, just put me on display. Think I've been here before. I've turned some hearts into stone. And I can't hide it no more. My love is a mood ring. Up and down emotions, all these mood swings
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. I'm dead. I'm the stranger. Killing an Arab I feel the silver jump smooth in my hand. Staring at the sea, staring at the sand. Staring at myself. Reflected in the eyes of the dead man on the beach
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kept right on. Strummin' my pain with her fingers. Singin' my life with her words. Killing me softly with her song. Killing me softly, with her song. Telling my whole life with her words. Killing me
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steal ya heart from ya Ooh, she won't let me get away. I think I hear her body callin' me. She's about to make that move. What am I to do, she's killing me She just wanna break me down. Work that
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Sound of gunfire comes through the night. Killing and hatred, it's a terrible sight. Reports come in of the heavy attack. Message is seen, we're moving back Preparations are made for the journey
