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Copy of a Copy of a Copy - Louis Tomlinson (Lyrics)

Do you know the lyrics to Copy of a Copy of a Copy by Louis Tomlinson?
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[Verse 1]
It's
 
an
 
old
 
curse
 
dreamers
 
divin'
 
head
 
first
 
Broken
 
beaks
 
and
 
dead
 
birds
 
Can't
 
get
 
through
 
the
 
glass
 
There's
 
no
 
use
 
cryin'
 
over
 
spilled
 
blood
 
Carin'
 
only
 
kills
 
love
 
A
 
kiss
 
won't
 
bring
 
it
 
back
[Pre-Chorus]
I
 
know
 
that
 
the
 
first
 
blow
 
hits
 
you
 
cold
[Chorus]
Young
 
man
 
hush
 
your
 
crying
 
dry
 
your
 
tears
 
away
 
Nothing
 
is
 
original
 
there's
 
nothing
 
left
 
to
 
say
 
You
 
won't
 
be
 
the
 
first
 
or
 
be
 
the
 
last
 
 
 
to
 
bleed
 
Every
 
broken
 
heart
 
as
 
far
 
as
 
your
 
eye
 
can
 
see
 
It's
 
a
 
copy
 
of
 
a
 
copy
 
of
 
a
 
copy
 
It's
 
a
 
copy
 
of
 
a
 
copy
 
of
 
a
 
copy
[Verse 2]
I
 
can
 
hear
 
you
 
howlin'
 
'til
 
your
 
lungs
 
hurt
 
So
 
let
 
this
 
be
 
your
 
comfort
 
You're
 
not
 
the
 
only
 
one
 
no
 
In
 
a
 
strange
 
way
 
we're
 
all
 
in
 
this
 
together
 
Been
 
this
 
way
 
forever
 
you're
 
not
 
the
 
only
 
one
 
I
 
 
 
know
 
that
 
the
 
first
 
blow
 
hits
 
you
 
cold
[Pre-Chorus]
Young
 
man
 
hush
 
your
 
crying
 
dry
 
your
 
tears
 
away
 
Nothing
 
is
 
original
 
there's
 
nothing
 
left
 
to
 
say
 
You
 
won't
 
be
 
the
 
first
 
or
 
be
 
the
 
last
 
to
 
bleed
 
every
 
broken
 
heart
 
as
 
far
 
as
 
the
 
eye
 
can
 
see
 
It's
 
a
 
copy
 
of
 
a
 
copy
 
of
 
a
 
copy
 
It's
 
a
 
copy
 
of
 
a
 
copy
 
of
 
a
 
copy
[Chorus]
Young
 
man
 
hush
 
your
 
crying
 
 
 
dry
 
your
 
tears
 
away
 
Nothing
 
is
 
original
 
there's
 
nothing
 
left
 
to
 
say
 
You
 
won't
 
be
 
the
 
first
 
or
 
be
 
the
 
last
 
to
 
bleed
 
Every
 
broken
 
heart
 
as
 
far
 
as
 
your
 
eye
 
can
 
see
 
It's
 
a
 
copy
 
of
 
a
 
copy
 
of
 
a
 
copy
 
It's
 
a
 
copy
 
of
 
a
 
copy
 
of
 
a
 
copy
 
It's
 
a
 
copy
 
of
 
a
 
copy
 
of
 
a
 
copy
 
It's
 
a
 
copy
 
of
 
a
 
copy
 
of
 
a
 
copy
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