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I spilled a drop of blood and drenched my soul |
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I pulled my skin through the wire |
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Spat out the broken prose |
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And when the curtain close |
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I'll be behind you with a knife at your back |
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And I'll fight your hate |
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With whats in my head |
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And whats inside my heart |
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I'll never relate to the things that you've said |
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Just stopped to fantasize |
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About the bluest eyes |
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And a certain smile |
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That'll rip your soul to peices |
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Come quick and cauterize this wide open wound |
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Then give me something for the bleeding |
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And I'll fight this fate |
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With whats in my head |
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And whats inside my heart |
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I'll never relate to things that you said |
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I wont shut my eyes till it all just goes away |
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And I dont know |
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I can make it through another day |
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When it started it was just a little lie |
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We kept that burning questions |
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Deep, deep down inside |
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Now we're older and our time is running down |
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Can we still make it right |
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Somehow the second time around |
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We dont believe the lies that they've told us |
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Yea the second time around |
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Returning to the scence of the crime yeah |
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Just for one more time around |
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Skipped over and chastised ' |
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Cause we're never just like you |
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Misunderstood right from the start |
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Wore all your cheap abuse like battle scars |
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Like men from mars to you |
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And now you're terrified |
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When you see what we've become |
