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I ran through |
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Storm stained city streets |
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Paved with pain |
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To bring these roses to you |
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And with sore throat insecurity |
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You pulled the thorns |
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From my bleeding side |
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There were winter days |
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Spent in - sulking - side |
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Try to heat cold sheets |
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Hide allergy eyes... |
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I'm now hanging out with destiny |
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And begging it to get the best of me |
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What else can |
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I do? Why do you read me |
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Like no one else? |
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Used to live headaches |
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Now they're somewhere else... |
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We are handguns, angel, |
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Waiting to explode... |
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We've lived cold lives |
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But now we know |
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The sun may hide |
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But the night is always there |
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So don't anticipate |
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It's not worth the wait... |
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What did you expect? |
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Status report: |
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I've called it a day... |
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There's a world of people |
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Different than me... |
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Status report: |
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I've lost my voice... |
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Trying to be heard over this noise |
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Die young, or live forever? |
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I'm just trying to get through the night |
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See there's this voice |
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Dragging me down |
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Die young, or live forever? |
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I'm just trying to refind my heart |
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It was always there |
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Just hard to see in the dark... |
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You weren't even looking |
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Sleeping like there's no tomorrow |
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Sleeping like there's no tomorrow |
