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The Stills
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She's Walking Out
Dead of winter, desolate grey White and silver home Climb the staircase, spiderwalk Into my bed and bones
Can I stand the pain Of all the things I've left behind Caught with butterflies We'll be regretting 'til we die
She's walking out on me
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Darker early, four o'clock We'll leave in a balloon Thirteen crows are dragging You and me up to the roof
Blow out all the candles Let the wine flow to your brain No ages, no one changes No one's trying to
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