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With fists raised high in tightened knots |
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The room explodes and now this blood is on your hands |
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And there is no time for a second chance |
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To paint my face with blood and tears and cover up |
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In an open book that no one reads |
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A misspelled word that no one know |
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You stole the rain |
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Then you turned around and tore my life in two |
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Just like the picture that once hung on the wall |
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In the room that we used to share |
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So fold me up and put me back in the place where |
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You used to keep your heart |
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You think its getting smaller? |
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It's been that way for quite some time now |
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The cadence beats down on the tar |
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It sounds the same as your fists raining down |
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We've got to leave before the sun sets(If you wanted to change the way I look at you) |
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Or maybe we don't have time, time to waste |
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It won't be long, it won't be long before you're gone into the night(It won't be long before you're)(You won't have time to look at you) |
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To paint my face with cover |
