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Torch The Moon
Torch the moon,
Burn the schools.
She wrote in red
On her bedroom wall
Nothing's pure
The paint runs to the floor.
She laughs too easily and
Cries too hard (Cries too hard)
Shouldn't drink alone
The colours run.
How can she forgive?
When we know well what we do.
Feather scratches
On her wrist
Dry run with a bread knife
For a final twist
It wouldn't be for show
If it should come to this
She laughs too easily and
Cries too hard (Cries too hard)
Shouldn't drink alone
The colours run
How can she forgive?
When we know well what we do.
She was born to feel it all
(Born) to see it all
And when I feel so lightly
It's still burning brightly
And she won't look away
(ooh, ooh, oh)
She laughs too easily and
Cries too hard (ooh, ooh, oh)
She laughs too easily and
Cries too hard
Torch the moon
Burn the schools.
Why's it a man?
Making all the rules?
Frida Khalo poster on her door
She laughs too easily and
Cries too hard (Cries too hard)
Shouldn't drink alone
The colours run
How can she forgive?
When we know well what we do.
And when I feel so lightly
It's still burning brightly
And she won't look away
(She won't look away)
She won't look away
(Aaah, oooh, aaah)
(She won't look away)
She won't look away
(She won't look away)
She won't look away
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She won't look away
(She won't look away)
She won't look away
(She won't look away)
(Aaah, oooh, aaah)
She won't look away
(She won't look away)
And she won't look away
It's still burning brightly
And when I feel so lightly
When we know well what we do.
How can she forgive?
The colours run
Shouldn't drink alone
Cries too hard (Cries too hard)
She laughs too easily and
Frida Khalo poster on her door
Making all the rules?
Why's it a man?
Burn the schools.
Torch the moon
Cries too hard
She laughs too easily and
Cries too hard (ooh, ooh, oh)
She laughs too easily and
(ooh, ooh, oh)
And she won't look away
It's still burning brightly
And when I feel so lightly
(Born) to see it all
She was born to feel it all
When we know well what we do.
How can she forgive?
The colours run
Shouldn't drink alone
Cries too hard (Cries too hard)
She laughs too easily and
If it should come to this
It wouldn't be for show
For a final twist
Dry run with a bread knife
On her wrist
Feather scratches
When we know well what we do.
How can she forgive?
The colours run.
Shouldn't drink alone
Cries too hard (Cries too hard)
She laughs too easily and
The paint runs to the floor.
Nothing's pure
On her bedroom wall
She wrote in red
Burn the schools.
Torch the moon,
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TTorch TThe MMoon |
| orch he oon |
| oTrch hTe oMon |
| forch fhe joon |
| fTorch fThe jMoon |
| Tforch Tfhe Mjoon |
| 5orch 5he koon |
| 5Torch 5The kMoon |
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T5orch T5he Mkoon |
| horch hhe noon |
| hTorch hThe nMoon |
| Thorch Thhe Mnoon |
| yorch yhe Mooon |
| yTorch yThe Mon |
| Tyorch Tyhe Moon |
| 6orch 6he Mkon |
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6Torch 6The |
| T6orch T6he Mokon |
| gorch ghe M9on |
| gTorch gThe M9oon |
| Tgorch Tghe Mo9on |
| rorch rhe M0on |
| rTorch rThe M0oon |
| Trorch Trhe Mo0on |
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Toorch Mlon |
| Trch Te Mloon |
| Troch Teh Molon |
| Tkrch Tje Mion |
| Tkorch Tjhe Mioon |
| Tokrch Thje Moion |
| T9rch Tue |
| T9orch Tuhe |
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To9rch Thue Mono |
| T0rch Tne Mokn |
| T0orch Tnhe |
| To0rch Thne Mookn |
| Tlrch Tbe Mo9n |
| Tlorch Tbhe |
| Tolrch Thbe Moo9n |
| Tirch Tge Mo0n |
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Tiorch |
| Toirch Thge Moo0n |
| Torrch Tye Moln |
| Toch |
| Tocrh Thye Mooln |
| Todch Thee Moin |
| Todrch Th |
| Tordch The Mooin |
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To4ch Ths Moonn |
| To4rch Thse Moo |
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