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Dear eastern prom |
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I know what's wrong... |
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But it's suicide eyes |
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That wrote this song |
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For all I'm worth |
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Writer's block is a bitch |
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Words falling like bricks |
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For a New |
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England wish... |
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I was an easy male **** |
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In the town of "naive-ity" |
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All I wanted was a shot in the dark |
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But like a knife through the heart |
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I choke on spit covered words... |
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Oh my god - |
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It happened again |
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What's wrong with me? |
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Screaming gets you nothing |
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One more night in this town |
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And I swear that |
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I'm dead... |
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I drew a heart |
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Around the name of your city... |
