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Someday stays in my own way |
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With magic so tragic and still lacking in taste |
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And I know the tables set right |
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You look beautiful, you've set me up twice |
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And so your style is outdated |
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In search of the perfect and embarrassingly fatal |
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Ungodly gorgeous |
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Buried in a chorus so I'll be forever be brutal |
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And slender like a saint |
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Riding upright and riding late |
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Straight through somewhere everything's so |
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Unused, unlike you |
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This is why I still sleep in the air |
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My armor plated car |
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That crashed straight into your thighs |
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You threw up my best skin |
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Cause you never loved it (I never loved it) |
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You threw up my best skin |
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Cause you never loved it (I never loved it) |
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And someday stays locked in my safe |
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While plastic arms carry you away |
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And I know this never happened, |
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We never happened, you never... |
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Why do you float way up there? |
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In disguise in dirty air |
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Why don't you melt way down here |
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With heaven so far and hell so near |
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This is why I still sleep in the air |
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My armor plated car |
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That crashed straight into your thighs |
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You threw up my best skin |
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Cause you never loved it (I never loved it) |
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You threw up my best skin |
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Cause you never loved it (I never loved it) |
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You threw up my best skin |
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Cause you never loved it... |
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You threw up my best skin |
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Cause you never loved it... |
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I guess it's that bad |
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I guess it's that bad |
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I guess it's that bad |
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I guess it's that bad |
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And I will never understand |
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Love of the roses that grow for you |
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But I know they keep on dying, |
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They always keep on dying |
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"I don't care about you now you're not alive" |
