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This is the girl for whom all tears fall |
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This is the girl who was having a ball |
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Just a dark smear masking the eyes |
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Smeared it away, blurring in size |
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This is the girl that crossed the line |
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This is the song of that smothering vine |
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Twisted as laurels to crown her head |
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Raised as a wreath upon her bed |
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This is the girl |
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This is the blood that turned into wine |
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This is the wine of the house it is said |
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This is the girl who yearned to be heard |
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So much for cradling a smouldering bird |
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This is the girl |
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This is the girl |
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This is the girl for all tears fallen |
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This is the girl that’s having a ball |
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Twisted as laurels to crown her head |
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This is the wine of the house it is said |
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This is the blood that turned into wine |
[02:46.14] |
This is the wine of the house it is said |
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This is the girl who cryed to be heard |
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So much for cradling a smouldering bird |
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This is the girl |