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somethin' of a shambles
another wicked tangle
still I believe that love is drawn
from the emptiest of wells
a shadow of a mystery
the way you can't forget me
still I believe that love is drawn
from the emptiest of wells
I wanna' drown again
I wanna' drown
till my thirst is full
my lips are cool
drown
nothin' is forgiven
nothin' reaches heaven
nothin' evens out
and nothin' crawls away
but I believe that lightning strikes
I believe that fate has pull
I believe that love is drawn
from the emptiest of wells
the water's clear
I hope you stay
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