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White label on the backseat |
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Glows an artificial green |
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I crave a midnight something |
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I crave and something hunts me down |
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I'm scaring everybody |
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I'm wearing everybody down |
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White label on the backseat |
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And something bends me over, down |
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I crave an empty lifestyle |
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I crave the very loudest sound |
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I'm chasing everybody |
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I'm shaking everybody down |
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Do you hear the loudest sound? |
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And you and me in the echo? |
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White label on the backseat |
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And something warm across my lap |
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I never bitched at anyone |
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I never asked for my heart back |
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I'm loving everybody |
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And hating everyone |
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I see Do you still remember me? |
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Floating out on the echo |
