| Heart is shaking, hardly making sense to you at all
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| Heart is breaking, hardly making sense to you at all
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| As you watching all the crimson ball rises and falls
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| But aluminum skies have taken your eyes
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| And you’re alone, alone, alone
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| And no one wants to be lonely
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| No one wants to be lonely
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| No one wants to be lonely
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| But you, but you, but you, but you, but you
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| But you
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| Heart is shaking, hardly making sense to you at all
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| Heart is breaking, hardly making sense to you at all
|
| As you watching all the crimson ball rises and falls
|
| But aluminum skies have taken your eyes
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| And you’re alone, alone, alone
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| And no one wants to be lonely
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| No one wants to be lonely
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| No one wants to be lonely
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| But you, but you, but you, but you, but you
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| But you
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| Every morning here comes calling
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| Pack a bullet to the fallen
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| But aluminum skies have taken your lies
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| And you’re alone, alone, alone
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| And no one wants to be lonely
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| No one wants to be lonely
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| No one wants to be lonely
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| But you, but you, but you, but you, but you |