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ivy growing on a tree will you never mary me? i've got the soul you need to breathe i've got the money we need to eat windows always dim the sun can't expect the only one you ever cared about to call you never know when they might call ivy grows on buildings in this dust-covered city thought i'd escape by now i thought i'd escape this place by now i want to shape (shake?) this place right now i want to face reality now From Letras Mania