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Bag of bones and blood red cheeks |
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Guilty from the words |
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I speak Say the truth will set you free |
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But it won't for me |
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Cause I'm uneasy in my skin |
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Hangin on by a thread |
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Life it hasn't left me yet |
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But I won't forget |
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The devil's been talkin |
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The ship is setting off to sea |
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But it's sailing without me |
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I can't help but feel |
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I'm on An island born to sink |
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The devil's been talkin |
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We can't change who we are |
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We are all alone |
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I'm running out |
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Of this hole alone |
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These fingers bled |
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Down to the bone |
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And I can't move |
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This hell is cold |
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The chorus sings |
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This is home |
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The devil's been talkin |
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Bag of bones and blood red cheeks |
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Guilty from the words |
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I speak Say the truth will set you free |
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But it won't for me |
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The devil's been talkin |
