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Everything I touch turns to shit |
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Everyone I try to love won't hear of it |
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Now my hands are overfull of things I'd like to give |
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Does anybody want it? |
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Does anybody want it? |
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Does anybody want me? |
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I've been mapping it out |
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I don't know what's wrong with me |
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But I wish that it was something else |
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I've been mapping it out |
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Maybe you should find a girl who cares about herself |
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It's silence at the bottom of a bottle |
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ba da da da da da |
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It's silence at the bottom of a bottle |
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ba da da da da da |
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Everywhere I look I see your face |
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No button I can push, delete, erase |
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Can nothing straight but for the emptiness |
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No one left for me to miss |
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I've been mapping it out |
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I don't know what's wrong with me |
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But I wish that it was something else |
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I've been mapping it out |
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Maybe you should find a girl who cares about herself |
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It's silence at the bottom of a bottle |
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ba da da da da da |
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It's silence at the bottom of a bottle |
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ba da da da da da |
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Down here we've got so much time to forget |
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I wonder if this is how I pay for the things I've broken carelessly |
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Nobody wants to step on it |
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I guess I just keep drinking |
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It's silence at the bottom of a bottle |
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ba da da da da da |
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It's silence at the bottom of a bottle |
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ba da da da da da |
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The problem will find them sooner or later |
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you have to hit something |
