Lyrics
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Song
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I am someone who, until recent events, you shared your secrets with
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The Black Dog
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Long may you reign, you're an animal
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Robin
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The "who's who" of "who's that?" is poised for the attack
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Who's Afraid of Little Old Me?
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I feel [Song Title] every time I look at you
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So High School
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I forget how the West was won
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But Daddy I Love Him
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I saw in my mind fairy lights through the mist
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So Long, London
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I was supposed to be sent away, but they forgot to come and get me
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Fortnight
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This happens once every few lifetimes
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The Alchemy
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I can read your mind, "She's having the time of her life"
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I Can Do It With a Broken Heart
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Drownin' in the Blue Nile, he sent me "Downtown Lights"
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Guilty as Sin?
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Did you really beam me up in a cloud of sparkling dust?
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Down Bad
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Hand on the throttle, thought I caught lightning in a bottle
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The Prophecy
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I had died the tiniest death
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I Look In People's Windows
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Now pretty baby I'm runnin' back home to you
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Fresh Out The Slammer
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You look like [Song Title] in this light, remarkable
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Clara Bow
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Forgive me, [Song Title], my lost fearless leader
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Peter
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Your hologram stumbled into my apartment
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Chloe or Sam or Sophia or Marcus
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The smoke cloud billows out his mouth like a freight train through a small town
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I Can Fix Him (No Really I Can)
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You can beat the heat if you beat the charges too
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Florida!!!
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Lilac short skirt, the one that fits me like skin
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imgonnagetyouback
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Quick, quick, tell me something awful
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I Hate It Here
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By all accounts, she almost drowned when she was six in frigid water
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The Bolter
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Oh, here we go again, the voices in his head
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My Boy Only Breaks His Favorite Toys
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Was any of it true, gazing at me starry-eyed?
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The Smallest Man Who Ever Lived
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You left your typewriter at my apartment
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The Tortured Poets Department
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I was in my new house placing daydreams
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Cassandra
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Now and then she re-reads [Song Title]
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The Manuscript
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We hereby conduct this post mortem
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How Did It End?
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When I picture my hometown
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thanK you aIMee
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Wise men once said "Wild winds are death to the candle"
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The Albatross
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Who's gonna stop us from waltzing back into rekindled flames?
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