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Falling in Love is Like Dying
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Colin Botts
2005
June 30, 2006
MP3 3.3 MB
128 kbps bitrate
3:36 minutes
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Clown prince of cheap drama Working in the dark sell my shadows to the wide eyed mob Few tired tricks sleeping in my shabby suitcase Nobody buying The door’s wide open, step into the night Cry, beg, steal if I have to She’ll mourn my empty chair Taste her name on my lips As I drink to the pain she left me Rest my head down on the track, ‘cause falling in love is like dying Taste her name on my lips As I drink to the pain she left me Rest my head down on the track, ‘cause falling in love is like dying Faded Cleopatra Silhouetted against the tattered projector screen Beauty resting on the petals of her wilting smile Snowstorm of ticket stubs all come to glimpse that flower Staring into her cracked dressing room mirror Silky morning dew caressing her rose cheeks Glinting trails of memory spilling softly down her dress Taste her name on my lips As I drink to the pain she left me Rest my head down on the track, ‘cause falling in love is like dying Taste her name on my lips As I drink to the pain she left me Rest my head down on the track, ‘cause falling in love is like dying
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