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OF MONTREAL
I can't stop your memory from breaking my heart. Devils were laughing so loud, I couldn't hear the radio. In the dark bags become, Sneaking devils waiting to pounce And display impressive claws. I might wink at them before they land. I can hear my heart beat across the room behind the closet door When I'm laying in my bed in the dark. I can't gather all the love I need when I need it. I'm not mad I understand that that's the price, And all is forgiven in the end If your heart was in the right place. If you lived an honest life, if you tried I can't stop your memory from breaking my heart Devils were laughing so loud, I couldn't hear the radio.
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