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I can't cry away all the tears
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I can't lie away all the fears
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I have inside
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all my sails are torn by the wind
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the scars that you incise
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will never go away
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I don't miss you
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I don't even love you
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I want you to die in my arms
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I'm a storm the air that you breath
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learn to fly away
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on the wings you wear inside
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you see me dying down in the fields
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the way over the bridge
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a fire guides the way
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and winds that let you soar
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will blow away my flame
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I don't miss you
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I don't even love you
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I want you to die in my arms
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I don't miss you
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I don't even love you
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I wish you would die in my arms
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I don't love you
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I don't hear you
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I won't cry for you
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I don't miss you
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I Don't Miss You
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| Vanden Plas |
