Tom: C
Introdução:
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This Girl is a stencil of a brushstroke in the rain
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She's a ghost of the city she's a body through the windscreen
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This girl is the snowfall where the spring should have been
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She's the stains on the pages of a top shelf magazine
This girl is a black eye she's a bruise on your knee
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She's the ashes of the people that you really meant to be
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This girl's the resurrection she's the comeback
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She's the absinthe and whiskey she is poetry and Prozac
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This girl is taking bets this girl's a silhouette cant you see
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This girl is the flutter of fake lashes in the mirror
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She's a ragged edged fedora or a Spanish souvenir
This girl is the clean cut she's the frozen ground
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She's a knife drawn down the side street when there's no-one else around
This girls a forged ticket to a Lloyd Webber show
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She's the far end of the graveyard up where the nettles grow
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This girl is the rainbow in the dewy eyed stares
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She's the name tag on the toe of your long dead love affairs
This girl is taking bets....
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This girl is the wild smile the icy stare
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She's the crackle of the static she's the curses she's The prayers
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This girl is the junkie in the children's matinee
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She's the 4 minute warning
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She is hell to pay
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This girl is the plunge pool she is cocaine and Kodak
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Now she's out setting sail on the ocean of the soundtrack
This girl is the shaking hand the rattling cup
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With a button and a note saying things are looking up