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I know you're sorry, the moon don't lie. Look at my eyes now.
Oh Tokyo, I'm going back now. Cash on the floor. I hear a
coma knocking on your bedroom door. We're going "back to black".
Now Amy's crying, she's lost her voice. Nobody's waiting with a
smoker's choice. Sharp things are easy just like my views.
Dark nights are ? and I bet that you are too.
And I guess that's what I've learned. A rebel's taste in words.
And we are always dying to meet you. But you are always dying to
sleep here. Get down. You won't be found.

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