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Decibels and little pills and all the thrills you steal from the moon |
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Holding hands with bright new friends names are only good for gravestones |
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Because he was sweet and so was she, and you needed love to fill the dark |
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And time is a current that only flows from warm hands to warm hearts |
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No one here is going to save you |
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No one here is going to save you |
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In bed you said forever that the world would end if one of you let go |
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You woke up just in time for the sunset, you said "Let's all go to the big rock show" |
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And in the bar when you were playing air guitar they suddenly vanished on their little clouds |
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And in this place you can't find a face without a trace of despair, or a shroud |
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No one here is going to save you |
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No one here is going to save you |
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And you pull off your blouse, wet girls gone wild, for a crowd that just didn't want to know |
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And it's not your scene, everyone is mean, your eyes they say, "I don't want to know" |
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And how sad is that, your rebel cowboy hat, all it says is you're tonight's casualty |
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Oh, and the crowd is proud to look away like they've never been desperate or lonely |
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No one here is going to save you |
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No one here is going to save you |
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No one here is going to save you |
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Where's the one that's going to save you? |
