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It doesn't seem that long since you changed your fucking song |
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My heart grew fond of you but now for everything you do |
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Used to take as gospel every word you say |
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I used to have respect for you but you disgraced your name |
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You took your chances, now its my fucking turn |
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You lost your self respect |
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And took the piss out of everyone in your path |
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So this ones for you |
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Now that I've come not to care its true your going nowhere |
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And maybe your safe at home but empty forgotten and alone |
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And if I cut my wrists I'm sure the blood will run out pure |
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And if I cut your wrists I'm sure the blood won't run out pure |
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The colours blue and gold |
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S T A the blood ran cold |