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Console me in my darkest hour<br />Convince me that the truth is always grey<br />Caress me in your velvet chair<br />Conceal me from the ghost you cast away<br /><br />I'm in no hurry, you go run <br />And tell your friends I'm losing touch<br />Fill their heads with rumours of impending doom<br />It must be true<br /><br />Console me in my darkest hour<br />And tell me that you'll always hear my cries<br />I wonder what you got conspired<br />I'm sure it was the consolation prize<br /><br />I'm in no hurry, you go run <br />And tell your friends I'm losing touch<br />Fill the night with stories, the legend grows<br />Of how you got lost<br /><br />But you made your way back home<br />You sold your soul, like a roman vagabond yeah<br /><br />I heard you found a wishing well<br />In the city<br />Console me in my darkest hour (in my darkest hour)<br />And you throw me down<br /><br />I'm in no hurry, you go run <br />And tell your friends I'm losing touch<br />Fill your crown with rumours <br />Impending doom, it must be true<br /><br />But you made your way back home<br />You sold your soul, like a roman vagabond<br /><br />And about how you got lost, but you made your way back home<br />You went and sold your soul, an allegiance dead and gone<br />I'm losing touch
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Console me in my darkest hour<br />Convince me that the truth is always grey<br />Caress me in your velvet chair<br />Conceal me from the ghost you cast away<br /><br />I'm in no hurry, you go run <br />And tell your friends I'm losing touch<br />Fill their heads with rumours of impending doom<br />It must be true<br /><br />Console me in my darkest hour<br />And tell me that you'll always hear my cries<br />I wonder what you got conspired<br />I'm sure it was the consolation prize<br /><br />I'm in no hurry, you go run <br />And tell your friends I'm losing touch<br />Fill the night with stories, the legend grows<br />Of how you got lost<br /><br />But you made your way back home<br />You sold your soul, like a roman vagabond yeah<br /><br />I heard you found a wishing well<br />In the city<br />Console me in my darkest hour (in my darkest hour)<br />And you throw me down<br /><br />I'm in no hurry, you go run <br />And tell your friends I'm losing touch<br />Fill your crown with rumours <br />Impending doom, it must be true<br /><br />But you made your way back home<br />You sold your soul, like a roman vagabond<br /><br />And about how you got lost, but you made your way back home<br />You went and sold your soul, an allegiance dead and gone<br />I'm losing touch
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