Ditch Lily, sittin' by the road,
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Dead still and your head hung low.
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Oooh, shall I take you home?
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Pick you up put you in my lapel,
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If I carry you, I have to leave a piece of myself.
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I followed you down to the old cove
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Caught you drinking up the moonlight,
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From the dark, ohh Lilly
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When I picked you from the bunch,
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You weren't the prettiest I ever seen,
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But next to the road, you're a goddess, you're a queen
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You were made incomplete
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You were made for me
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You were made incomplete
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You were made for me
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I twisted and I shaped to you, to my need, oooohh Lilly
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You're a grass blade tossin' in the wind,
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barely clinging to the ground.
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You're a circus barrelin' through some forgotten town
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You have a violence
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Chills me to the bone
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A fire inside of you that no one's seen
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and no one knows.
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You were made incomplete
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You were made for me
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You were made incomplete (you look so pretty)
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You were made for me (better than the graves(??))
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You are made for me
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Ditch Lilly
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Murder By Death |