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Cracked open, left hanging |
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With my tail swinging in the wind. |
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Grab a hold of me darling, |
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I'm about to break down again. |
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Now I'm reeling sideways. |
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Ain't it always the case? |
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I had to do it my own way |
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And it blew up right in my face. |
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Time and again |
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I manage to fuck up |
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Everything I come in contact with. |
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Grab a hold of me darling |
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Cause I think you're all that I've got left. |
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Bite marks and bruises |
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Come and go every day |
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But breaks and contusions |
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Take a little more time to fade. |
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I gotta get it under control now |
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Cause I know I'm only getting worse. |
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I know what all of my friends say |
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I can quote them chapter and verse. |
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Grab a hold of me darling |
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Even though I'm always such a mess. |
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Grab a hold of me darling |
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Cause I think you're all that I've got left. |
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Grab a hold of me darling |
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Cause I know you're all that I've got left. |
