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English
The strands in your
eyes that colour them wonderful
stop me and steal my breath
Emeralds from mountains thrust
toward the sky
Never revealing their depth
Tell me that we
belong together.
Dress it up with the
trapping of love.
I'll be captivated.
I'll hang for your lips.
Instead of the gallows
of heartache that
hang from above.
I'll be your crying shoulder.
I'll be love suicide.
I'll be better when i'm older.
I'll be the gratest fan of your lie.
Raing falls angry
on the tin roof
As we lie awake
in my bed.
You're my survival,
you're my living proof
My love is alive not dead.
Tell me that we
beling together.
Dress it up with the
trapping of love.
I'll be captivated.
I'll hang for your lips.
Instead of the gallows
of heartache that
hang from above.
I'll be your crying shoulder.
I'll be love suicide.
I'll be better when i'm older.
I'll be the gratest fan of your lie.
I've been dropped out,
burned up, fought my way
back from the dead
Turned in, turned on,
remembered the things that you said.
I'll be your crying shoulder.
I'll be love suicide.
I'll be better when i'm older.
I'll be the gratest fan of your lie.
I'll be your crying shoulder.
I'll be love suicide.
I'll be better when i'm older.
I'll be the gratest fan of your lie.
The greatest fan of your life.
The greatest fan of your life.
nauner
Tristana
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