Tom: A
Introdução:
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You better never tell nobody but God,
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All the things I've seen.
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From high above this haunted city,
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Under elected thrones of thieves.
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Where mighty men lay down their hearts
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In the service of their queens.
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And gave their bodies to be burned
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Like I did before your feet.
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Like she always tried for me,
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Like now she does for me.
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And underneath the tyranny of August and her sons,
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Who sent fire from their fingertips in the holy vow of a teenage kiss.
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Now we're much too old for this,
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And I don't feel those kinds of things.
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Don't you cry for me,
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I used to feel everything.
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Oh but love... (run, run, run)
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Oh but love... (run, run, run)
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Oh but love, love, love becomes...
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Oh but love, love, love becomes...
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Love, love, love becomes...
Love, love, love becomes...
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And all my love becomes...
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And all my love, becomes...
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Became blood on stray paper.
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Became blood on stray paper.
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Became blood on stray paper.
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Became blood on stray paper.
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Became blood on stray paper.
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Became blood on stray paper.