I will softly pull away
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In this broken beautiful mess I've made
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And in the dead and quiet I will slowly fade
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In this masterpiece I made
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I'll burn out and slip away
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And this just a part I portray
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You're beautiful, can I hide in you and stay here?
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They keep mostly to themselves
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Hush now they'll hurt you till your heart melts
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They know you're lonely
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And they will only break your heart
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And this masterpiece will tear you apart
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I'll burn out and slip away
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And this just a part I portray
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You're beautiful,
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Can I hide in you and stay here?
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First it comes alive, creeping quiet
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And this is just a part I portray
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You're beautiful, can I hide in you
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And stay here all night?
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Well, oh I will pull away
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I portray
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I'll wreck this if I have to
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Tell me what good would that do?
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I'll wreck this if I have to
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Tell me what good would that do?
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I'll wreck this if I have to
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Tell me what good would that do?
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Masterpiece Theatre II
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Marianas Trench |