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You knew in five minutes - But I knew in a sentence
You knew in five minutes - But I knew in a sentence

So why do we go - through all of this again?
Your eyes are flutterin' - Such pretty wings.
A moth, flyin' into the - Same old flame again
It never ends

It's not like I dropped the bomb,
on my conscience mom
It takes fightin' day and night
to make such a good thing die

Out, everyone out - I give too much shit a home
In my heart and mind - It gets me every time

So why do we go - Through all this shit again
Your eyes are Flutterin' - Such pretty wings.
A moth flyin' into me -The same old flame again
It never ends

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Old Flame
The Arcade Fire

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