Shiny, shiny, shiny boots of leather Whiplash girlchild in the dark Clubs and bells, your servant, don't forsake him Strike, dear mistress, and cure his heart
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I am tired, I am weary I could sleep for a thousand years A thousand dreams that would awake me Different colors made of tears
I'll be your mirror Reflect what you are, in case you dont know I'll be the wind, the rain and the sunset The light on your door to show that you're home
I find it hard to believe you don't know The beauty that you are But if you don't let me be your eyes A hand in your darkness, so you wont be afraid
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I am tired, I am weary
I could sleep for a thousand years
A thousand dreams that would awake me
Different colors made of tears
I'll be your mirror
Reflect what you are, in case you dont know
I'll be the wind, the rain and the sunset
The light on your door to show that you're home
I find it hard to believe you don't know
The beauty that you are
But if you don't let me be your eyes
A hand in your darkness, so you wont be afraid
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