| Avada Kedavra, I speak to destroy |
| The feelings I have, I cannot avoid |
| Through twisted tongues, a hex deployed on you |
| That all the pretties in your bed |
| Escape your hands and make you sad |
| And all the things you wish you had you'd lose |
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| I, I, I know you're living a lie |
| I, I, I see the scars in your eyes |
| I, I, I know you're living a lie |
| I, I |
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| I guess you'd rather have a star than the moon |
| I guess I always overestimate you |
| Hoodoo, all the things that you do |
| I'm down, down in my doomsday blues |
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| I, I, I know you're living a lie |
| I, I, I know you're living a lie |
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| Avada Kedavra, the thoughts in my head |
| The places I touch when lying in bed |
| The visions of you, the words that you said, undo |
| My heartbeat buried in the ground |
| And to the strings I bind, you're bound |
| So when you sleep, you'll hear the sound (ah!) |
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| I, I, I know you're living a lie |
| I, I, I see the scars in your eyes |
| I, I, I know you're living a lie |
| I, I |
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| I guess you'd rather have a star than the moon |
| I guess I always overestimate you |
| Hoodoo, all the things that you do |
| I'm down, down in my doomsday blue |
| I guess you'd rather have a star than the moon |
| I guess I always overestimate you |
| Hoodoo, all the things that you do |
| I'm down, down in my doomsday blue |
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| For your romance, I'd beg, steal and borrow |
| It's draining me hollow, you |
| (I guess you'd rather have a) |
| (Star than the moon) you slow dance me out of my sorrow |
| (I guess you'd rather have a star than the moon) but your favourite colour |
| Compared to the others is doom, doomsday blue |
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| Blue |
| Blue |
| Blue, blue, blue, blue |
| Blue, blue, blue, blue |
| Blue, blue, blue, blue |
| Blue, blue, blue, blue |
| Avada Kedavra, I speak to destroy! |