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So this is what it feels like when you finally lose the spark |
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And this is what it feels like when you finally sober up |
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The sentence was prison, bars are on me, camouflage |
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Is it a real choice, get locked away, past dirty thoughts |
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And if words on a page could save my world |
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I'd write all day |
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But words won't change mistakes |
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Or take away their consequences |
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When I go I'll leave this note |
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I've hit my all time low |
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From my toes up to my throat |
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I've hit my all time low |
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I'll live life till I've lost control and |
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I've hit my all time low |
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My last words carved out in stone and |
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I've hit my all time low |
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Either side feels like surrender but I have announced defeat |
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It's a prison cell block going toward the Middle East |
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I'm in between just who I was and who I'm supposed to be |
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The choice for me is where it calls me to interrogate me |
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And if words on a page could save my world |
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I'd write all day |
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But words won't change mistakes |
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Or take away their consequences |
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When I go I'll leave this note |
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I've hit my all time low |
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From my toes up to my throat |
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I've hit my all time low |
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I'll live life till I've lost control and |
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I've hit my all time low |
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My last words carved out in stone and |
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I've hit my all time low |
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Stay or go, I feel I'm at the end of my rope |
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Stay or go, I feel like I am never going home |
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I wish there was someone else to blame |
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I wish words could change the way I feel today |
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If words could save my world |
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I'd write all day, forever |
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I've hit my all time low |
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I'll live life till I've lost control and |
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I've hit my all time low |
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My last words carved out in stone and |
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I've hit my all time low |
