wasted the day
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come apart in pieces as she
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takes her life so hard
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took you on a holiday
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complete with promises
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of what we lost
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oh no i slipped again
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i didnt mean to let you wander
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took you by the hand to show
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you places that
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wed never been to
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dressed us up in autumn blues
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offered up as only you could
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every day
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is easy money
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a holiday
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but maybe someday
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well you and ill find our way
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burn the night and died in the
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afterglow we hoped to find
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did i forget to mention the one
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small thing
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a pleasure cruise
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for only you and i
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later as the ship set sail i found
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the deck in easy pieces
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threw out all myself to save you
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hoping that one shred
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might get through
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oh no i slipped again
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i didnt mean to let you wander
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every day
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is easy money
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a holiday
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but maybe someday
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well you and ill find
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well you and ill find
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our way
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Mike Hammer
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Moist |