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Natalie Imbruglia Torn

perfect sky is torn Youre a little late, Im already torn. torn. Theres nothing where he used to lie My inspiration has run dry Thats whats going on, nothings right, Im torn

perfect sky is torn Youre a little late, Im already torn. torn. Theres nothing where he used to lie My inspiration has run dry Thats whats going on, nothings right, Im torn

perfect sky is torn Youre a little late, Im already torn. torn. Theres nothing where he used to lie My inspiration has run dry Thats whats going on, nothings right, Im torn

shamed lying naked on the floor illusion never changed into something real I'm wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn you're a little late I'm already torn torn

perfect sky is torn Youre a little late, Im already torn. torn. Theres nothing where he used to lie My inspiration has run dry Thats whats going on, nothings right, Im torn