[Ginger]
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Well, I'd forgotten how lonely being alone can be
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And now I'm finding it out well, I've been hiding a
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Memory that's coming to get me coming back: and how
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Because there's only one hell you can put me through
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You can't hurt me more than you already do
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Well, I'd forgotten the strength it takes to make
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It through and boy, I got the joy of that now oh boy
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I got the joy of that now
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Well, I'd forgotten how lonely being alone
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Can be, it never hit me before, well, I've been
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Over the edge, and I've been out on the ledge
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But you can always hurt a little more
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Because there is only on hell you can put me through
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You can't hurt me more than you already do, I used to
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Hate myself until I found you and boy, I got the joy of
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That now oh boy! I got the joy of that now
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Set me free just how much blood do you need?
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Set me free 'cos I remember the journey
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I'd just forgotten how lonely
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Well, I'd forgotten being alone can
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Be and now I'm finding it out. Though I was
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Over the worst until the fantasy burst and
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Now I'm picking myself off the ground
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But there is only one hell you can put me through
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It's the same old place that I already knew
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Well, I'd forgotten the true definition of blue
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And boy, I got the joy of that now
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Oh boy, I got the joy of that now
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Oh boy, I got the joy of that now
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There's Only One Hell
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The Wildhearts |