| When love takes hold again
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| Controlling how you feel
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| About me, about men
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| I’ve got these friends who
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| Mimic flowers forever in my way
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| And dance on their enormity
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| Like celebration day
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| So innocently similar
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| You can’t tell them apart
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| That weight so heavy on my heart
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| Cos they’ve been here for years
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| Friends of mine, white feathers
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| Collecting dust with tears
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| Making mine, white feathers
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| Confess to me expose
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| A pair of snowy white
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| Illusive shadows and all it takes is…
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| One more shot and then down I go my lady
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| Down I go just maybe down I go my lady
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| One more shot and then down I go my lady
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| Down I go just maybe down I go my lady
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| They’ve been here for years
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| Friends of mine, white feathers
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| Collecting dust with tears
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| Making mine, white feathers
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| One more shot and then down I go…
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| One more shot and then down I go…
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| One more shot and then down I go my lady
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| Down I go just maybe down I go my lady
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| One more shot and then down I go my lady
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| Down I go just maybe down I go
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| One more shot and then down I go my lady
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| Down I go just maybe down I go my lady
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| One more shot and then down I go my lady
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| Down I go just maybe down I have to go
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| Cos they’ve been here for years
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| Friends of mine, white feathers
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| Collecting dust with tears
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| Making mine, white feathers
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| They’ve been here for years
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| Friends of mine, white feathers
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| Collecting dust with tears
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| Making mine, white feathers…
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