| Cross road stops painted in your eyes
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| Painted with splendor I wear my heart on my sleeve
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| Emotions in my pocket
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| Emotions in my pocket
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| Paper cuts and jet planes find their hearts tonight
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| «Can you keep a secret?» |
| she said
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| «Can you keep a secret?» |
| he said
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| Let’s just get this over with
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| We all know how this will end…
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| This is the taste of romance
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| It tasted like a suicide
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| You’re beautiful and violent
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| You’re beautiful and violent
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| This is the taste of romance
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| It tasted like a suicide
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| You’re beautiful and violent
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| You’re beautiful and violent
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| Tonight I’m drowning on my own
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| I couldn’t breathe, underwater swallowing
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| Oceans and anchors swallowing
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| Oceans and anchors swallowing
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| I tie my shoelaces to sinking ships
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| «Can you keep a secret?» |
| she said
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| «Can you keep a secret?» |
| he said
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| Let’s just get this over with
|
| We all know how this will end…
|
| This is the taste of romance
|
| It tasted like a suicide
|
| You’re beautiful and violent
|
| You’re beautiful and violent
|
| This is the taste of romance
|
| It tasted like a suicide
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| You’re beautiful and violent
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| You’re beautiful and violent
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| Baby is a handgun, she is a handgun
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| Baby is a handgun, she is a handgun
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| Be my violent valentine
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| Steal from me my bloody kisses
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| Baby is a handgun, she is a handgun
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| Baby is a handgun, she is a handgun
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| Be my violent valentine
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| Steal from me my bloody kisses
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| Baby is a handgun
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| Baby is a handgun
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| She steals bloody kisses
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| This is the taste of romance
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| It tasted like a suicide
|
| You’re beautiful and violent
|
| You’re beautiful and violent
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| This is the taste of romance
|
| It tasted like a suicide
|
| You’re beautiful and violent
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| You’re beautiful and violent |