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作词 : ANDERSON, BRETT/BALL, FRED |
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Brett Anderson |
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Called you on your private number |
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Left a message on your mobile phone |
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Even tried the operator |
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When I call, no one's home |
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Trying just so hard to reach you |
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Try to keep this thing alive |
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You are the woman I need to speak to |
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Didn't you know there's a monster inside |
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If you're gonna carry on then deep inside |
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I'll give my heart to the winter |
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If you leave I'll take this blade to carve your name into my ugliness |
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So I went and sat in the Crystal Palace |
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By the plastic dinosaurs |
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In my pocket was a piece of paper |
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And the writing look like yours |
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Starting picking thru' our conversations |
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Kicking thru' the rotten leaves |
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Never realize the implication |
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Didn't you know there's a monster in me |
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If you're gonna carry on then deep inside |
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I'll give my heart to the winter |
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If you leave I'll take this blade to carve your name into my ugliness |
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Summer's gone and there's no sun what have I done |
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I lost my love to the winter |
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Now my heart is cold and dark what have I done I've given our love away |
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wowowowo |
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wowowowo |
