You called me your lover
you called me your friend
the last step you took
i thought it would end
drink yourself to sleep
your dead now to me
drink yourself to sleep
not wanted here youll see
come dance with me now
your spirit will rest
come dance with me now
no heart bare your chest
wooden doll with those curls
broken and empty
tear those henges down
now get your sympathy
your so strong to be wooden
too hollow to be real
that one last kiss
would now finally seal
ill lay next to you
ill bare it right here
your never gone to me
you lie in this tear
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