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The Happy Murdered
05:30
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Page torn out, let the city into your room
I’m hearing the sound of the words that she said
I picked up the phone receiver today
I know where you’ve been, I know who you were
For sure, Saturday evening
And I’m just hanging on
Turned into
Somewhere in the city is an unknown
Who decides if not tonight
The city lights
Humdrum once, let the Saturday night turn you out
Be a murdered smile, darling the
Phone cord that you’re dangling from
For the word, says in a book, Sasha don’t look
For sure, Saturday evening
And I’m just hanging on
Turned into
Somewhere in the city, is an unknown,
Who decides if not tonight
The city lights
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About the Holidays
03:34
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See all the empty days
That I am set to stay
Dwindle into the horizon of
The calendar
Running out of time
Tick tocks in my mind
I ain’t dealt with anything
Won’t you let me back in
A new shirt to your skin
The space that’s in between
Is mine to keep from the disappointment that lures
To tell you something that’s true
I always knew we were going to lose
It killed my valentine
The gaps she left behind
I just wanted to say
About the holidays
To mischievous grins
Highly held chin
«You were so much more fun before
What made you so sore?»
So sore
So sore
So sore
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