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| Little Earthquakes
- Yellow bird flying gets shot in the wing
- Good year for hunters and Christmas
parties
- And I hate, and I hate, and I hate
- And I hate elevator music
- The way we fight
- The way I'm left here silent
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- Oh these little earthquakes
- Here we go again
- These little earthquakes
- Doesn't take much to rip us into pieces
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- We danced in graveyards with vampires till
dawn
- We laughed in the faces of kings
- Never afraid to burn
- And I hate, and I hate, and I hate
- And I hate disintegration
- Watching us wither
- Black winged roses
- That safely changed their color
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- Oh these little earthquakes
- Here we go again
- These little earthquakes
- Doesn't take much to rip us into pieces
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- I can't reach you, I can't reach you
- I can't reach you, I can't reach you
- Can't reach you...
- Give me life, give me pain
- Give me myself again...
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- Oh these little earthquakes
- Here we go again
- These little earthquakes
- Doesn't take much to rip us into pieces
- Doesn't take much to rip us into pieces
- Doesn't take much to rip us into pieces
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