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Good friend, i know that you can't see with your hands on your eyes. |
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I tried. You lied. |
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No more taking chances. |
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No more chances. |
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Your face is a mask, i can feel it. |
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No one is a sucker for you. |
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If i could, i would, i would steal it. |
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I'd steal it away from you to breathe. |
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I'm holding my passage. |
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I fall to the ground. |
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You are laughing at me. |
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You are dying, you fool. |
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A death parade, this way comes. |
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I'm holding a banner of white. |
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I hear them stomping, wearing upside down smiles. |
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I spit to make mud. |
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And i drown myself in. |
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I'm digging you out from a downgrade and i'm dragging you under the stairs to breathe. |
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Come armageddon. |
