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Young Blood 
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de Norah Jones
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I'll pretend
My heart's not on fire if you steal
My true love's name broke down subway
In of spires
your over his in the frame
We'll imagine
We're sleeping revolvers shotgun wedding
In a strange SoHo
Our hold silvery collars
Gun down wherever we go we
Gun werewolves wherever we go
calls
In the back of a Mustang
white pages right from the spine
Kissed my neck with a crooked, cracked fang
You always hoped one day you'd be mine
Threw our fathers
On funeral pyres I'm not sure
We playing a game busted gasket
In a field full of liars
No one noticed we set five aflame
No one we set five boroughs aflame
...
Young blood
Young bone
Old ghosts
Go home
Band of gold
With a diamond you wrote letters
That you never sent I made promises
I'll always deny
Now we'll the meant
is ticking
a gone berserk
Lost the chance to wind the key are nothing
But clucking clockwork
Our fears are only what we tell them to be
Our fears are only we them to be
Drown the of our matches
Burn the of other
You strongest when I ached for breath
Through the thick of smoke we'll finally smother
...
Young blood
Young bone
Old ghosts
Go home
Young blood
bone
Old ghosts
Go home
Young blood
Young bone
Old ghosts
Go home
Young blood
Young bone
Old ghosts
Go home
...
My heart's not on fire if you steal
My true love's name broke down subway
In of spires
your over his in the frame
We'll imagine
We're sleeping revolvers shotgun wedding
In a strange SoHo
Our hold silvery collars
Gun down wherever we go we
Gun werewolves wherever we go
calls
In the back of a Mustang
white pages right from the spine
Kissed my neck with a crooked, cracked fang
You always hoped one day you'd be mine
Threw our fathers
On funeral pyres I'm not sure
We playing a game busted gasket
In a field full of liars
No one noticed we set five aflame
No one we set five boroughs aflame
...
Young blood
Young bone
Old ghosts
Go home
Band of gold
With a diamond you wrote letters
That you never sent I made promises
I'll always deny
Now we'll the meant
is ticking
a gone berserk
Lost the chance to wind the key are nothing
But clucking clockwork
Our fears are only what we tell them to be
Our fears are only we them to be
Drown the of our matches
Burn the of other
You strongest when I ached for breath
Through the thick of smoke we'll finally smother
...
Young blood
Young bone
Old ghosts
Go home
Young blood
bone
Old ghosts
Go home
Young blood
Young bone
Old ghosts
Go home
Young blood
Young bone
Old ghosts
Go home
...
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