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_ Death by even just a taste, her love never leaves a trace, Angel, oh she's fallen, keepin' her heart guarded.
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_ My clothes still smell like you,
And all the photographs say you're still young,
I pretend I'm not hurt, And go about the world like I'm havin' fun.
