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It's nearly over The last train is here And it's leaving behind those years

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Hating all the faking I'm shaking while you're breaking my brittle heart

First I'm gonna make it Then I'm gonna break it 'til it falls apart

May be the famine or the feast May turn each day into a heaven or a hell

There's a world under it I think I see it sailing away

Secrets in her lipstick mouth Shine me on never again

And then, later, on a train It was dark out