Tom: F
Introdução:
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I exit through the spotlight glare
I stepped out into thin air
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Into a perfume so rarefied
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"Here comes the bride"
Not quite aside, they snide, "She's number four"
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Look at her now
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She's starting to yawn
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She looks like she was born to it
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But it was so much easier
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When I was cruel
She reaches out her arms to me
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