| Here it is again, black on black
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| The tone’s the same though the names have changed
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| It’s the way it always is, blood in our veins
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| The twisted ways we know how to love
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| You can blame me if you want to
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| I blame the sun going down
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| And the color of the air
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| And the sparks gone haywire
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| Ah, heaven here it is again
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| It feels good for a minute all that shoving and shoving
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| All that screaming and moaning but it all leads to nothing
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| It feels good for a minute all the promises sighed
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| All that whispering and crying all that coming like dying
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| You can blame me if you want to
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| I blame the sun going down
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| And the color of the air
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| And the sparks gone haywire
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| Ah, heaven here it is again
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| It seems like eternity is shoved into this day
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| It rains and it rains, it’s grey and it’s grey
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| But you can blame me if you want to you can call me hysterical
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| Though it’s the color of the air and it’s the sun going down
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| It all leads to nothing, it all leads to nothing
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| It all leads to nothing, it all leads to nothing
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| I think if I let you it will be OK
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| But it’s never OK, no it’s never OK
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| You can blame me if you want to
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| I blame the sun going down
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| And the color of the air
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| And the sparks gone haywire
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| Ah, heaven here it is again
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| It feels good for a minute all that shoving and shoving
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| All that screaming and moaning but it all leads to nothing
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| It feels good for a minute all the promises sighed
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| All that whispering and crying, all that coming like dying
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| But it all leads to nothing, it all leads to nothing
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| And if this is heaven, then what’s burning in hell?
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| And if this is heaven, then what’s burning in hell?
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| Ah, heaven here it is again
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| Here it is again
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| Here it is again
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| Here it is again
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| Here it is again |