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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 down subway
In this city of spires
his in the frame
We'll imagine
We're sleeping revolvers shotgun wedding
In a SoHo
Our silvery collars
Gun down werewolves we go we
Gun down werewolves we go
phone calls
In the back of a Mustang
Creased white pages torn right from the spine
Kissed my neck with a crooked, fang
You always hoped one day you'd be mine
our fathers
On funeral pyres I'm not sure
We were a busted gasket
In a field full of liars
No one noticed we set boroughs aflame
No one noticed 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 never the other meant
Watch is ticking
Like a gone berserk
Lost the chance to wind the key roosters are nothing
But clucking clockwork
Our are only what we them to be
Our fears are what we them to be
Drown the last of our matches
Burn the of other
You were strongest when I for breath
Through the of smoke we'll finally smother
...
Young blood
Young bone
Old ghosts
Go home
blood
Young 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 down subway
In this city of spires
his in the frame
We'll imagine
We're sleeping revolvers shotgun wedding
In a SoHo
Our silvery collars
Gun down werewolves we go we
Gun down werewolves we go
phone calls
In the back of a Mustang
Creased white pages torn right from the spine
Kissed my neck with a crooked, fang
You always hoped one day you'd be mine
our fathers
On funeral pyres I'm not sure
We were a busted gasket
In a field full of liars
No one noticed we set boroughs aflame
No one noticed 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 never the other meant
Watch is ticking
Like a gone berserk
Lost the chance to wind the key roosters are nothing
But clucking clockwork
Our are only what we them to be
Our fears are what we them to be
Drown the last of our matches
Burn the of other
You were strongest when I for breath
Through the of smoke we'll finally smother
...
Young blood
Young bone
Old ghosts
Go home
blood
Young 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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