I've seen this place all too many times, and it's wearing thin,
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But you leave with a glance that I can't forget, and it burns into my very skin.
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It leaves a mark that won't go away,
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This isn't love, when you fly away, to a place I cannot find.
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So spread your wings, come back to me or just leave, bury me tonight.
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Take air into your wings and fly away
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Finish what you started and bury me.
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But I'm slipping in over and over again,
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I'm aching for something I never had.
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But they said, she used to sing out to everyone;
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So I can't stop until she swells her chest and sings to me,
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This isn't love, when you fly away, to a place I cannot find.
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So spread your wings, come back to me or just leave, bury me tonight, bury me tonight.
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Now the wind fills your wings, and you've buried my grave
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Your song's in my ears and it still haunts me.
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Bury me tonight,
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Bury me tonight, ooohh,
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Bury me tonight.
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The Unsung
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| Arms Like Yours |
