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 filling 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.
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 filling 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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