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Our Eyes are bleeding |
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Courtesy of everything |
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That you could ever want to hide |
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Our veins are dry |
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Sometimes the truth cuts deeper |
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Than the sharpest knife |
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Looking is an awkward feeling |
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When you're beaten down |
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Anything to stop the burning |
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We've been running all around |
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We just survive |
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Too busy occupied with dying to |
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Stop and consider life |
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So many pretty pretty pictures |
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On the walls an on our fingertips |
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Let's sew the borders round it |
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Losing is an awkward feeling |
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When your bleeded down |
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Ain't no way to stop the burning |
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We've been running all around ourselves |
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And it's the choices that we choose |
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In our everyday abuse |
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Just a short solution to a long term problem |
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I stabbed myself just for the scar |
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To see if |
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I could feel something |
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And it's the choices that we choose |
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Cause we're all prophetic fools |
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Just a short solution to a long term problem |
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I need Just one more thing |
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To be completely blinded |
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Shoot it up, shoot it in, |
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Buried it under all this callous skin |
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Losing is an awkward feeling |
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When your bleeded down |
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Ain't no way to stop the burning |
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We've been running all around ourselves |
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And it's the choices that we choose |
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In our everyday abuse |
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Just a short solution |
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To a long term problem everyone |
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Innocence is way overrated now |
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Choking this sober feeling down |
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I guess you've come over me |
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So define lonely |
