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Can I get away? |
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Get away from you. |
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Cos your broken edge is what told the truth. |
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Standing: in the corner you start facing the wall alone. |
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Shaking: you crawl away. |
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But by now you've been so consume. |
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You gave it up for a dirty dime a dozen now you're layin in the corner so lonely. |
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Locked up. |
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Locked down. |
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So down and out. |
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I'm watchin you die slowly. |
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Standing: in the corner you start facing the wall alone. |
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Shaking: you crawl away. |
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But by now you've been so consumed. |
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Can I get away? |
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Get away from you. |
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Cos your broken edge is what's killing you. |
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And I choke at the sight of you. |
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And I choke. |
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Yeah you're turning blue. |
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Do you feel fine now? |
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Can I get away? |
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Get away from you. |
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Cos your broken edge is what's killing you. |
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Do you feel fine now? |
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And I choke at the sight of you. |
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And I choke. |
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Yeah you're turning blue. |