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I found your photograph in a cardboard box in a magazine
I can't remember you, remember us or anything I taught you how to feel, but you just feel numb They taught you how to feel, but you just feel numb She comes apart in the avalanche Fades out like a dance Crawls back into bed When it's over When it's over When it's over And it's over I watch the window and listen for the sound of cars I can't remember the last time that it was yours I taught you how to feel, why do you feel numb They taught us how to feel, but we just feel numb She falls apart in the avalanche Fades out like a dance Crawls back into bed When it's over When it's over When it's over When it's over She falls apart in the avalanche Fades out like a dance Crawls back into bed When it's over And it's over When it's over |
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Phil Collins - I Dont Wanna Know
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Velvet Revolver - You Got No Right
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snow patrol - chasing cars
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chuck berry ding-a-ling
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Queen - days of our lives
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Poison - Sexual Thing
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Here I Am, KU
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Bruce Springsteen - Human Touch
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