| Hey you, sad face
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| I fell into a state of grace
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| Don’t be so tight
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| You got me stuck between dark and light
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| What am I doing in a place like this?
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| What in the world is a place like this?
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| The sun is gone and I don’t exist
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| Won’t you help me steer away from this?
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| Hey you, bring out your dead
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| Dia de los Muertos
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| Don’t cry, lost in a prayer
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| Turn up the radio
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| I’ll change all of your tears into the blood-red wine
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| If you dance in your
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| Set me free
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| Dia de los Muertos
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| I am white noise
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| The static inbetween the void
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| I’ll pack for one day
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| To paint a smile on your pretty face
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| I walk through you and you’re in my way
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| You walk through me when I’m in your way
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| Won’t you listen to the words I say?
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| Don’t you worry, don’t you be afraid
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| Hey you, bring out your dead
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| Dia de los Muertos
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| Don’t cry, lost in a prayer
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| Turn up the radio
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| I’ll change all of your tears into the blood-red wine
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| If you dance in your
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| Set me free
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| Beautiful life, it’s oh so fragile
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| Baby, you know that I love you
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| And that you’ll follow me here soon
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| I’ll say it gently, you must foget me
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| Baby, you know that I love you
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| And that you’ll follow me here soon
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| You must move on and live your life
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| Please let me go into the light
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| Maybe, you know that I love you
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| And that you’ll follow me here soon
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| But not dead
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| Hey you, bring out your dead
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| Dia de los Muertos
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| Don’t cry, lost in a prayer
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| Turn up the radio
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| I’ll change all of your tears into the blood-red wine
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| If you dance in your
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| Set me free
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| This is the last, this is the last goodbye |