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Well you run from your reasons as you slip on your soul |
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Now you're keeping a hold of something you've never known |
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You're tying your mind claiming life is your side yeah |
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You're dyin alone, you should've known it be cold yeah cold yeah cold yeah |
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Now you know you're alone, you're a screaming gun yeah |
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Gun yeah, gun yeah, gun yeah |
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Well you hold down the sign and slipping deeper below |
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You scream for you purpose as you're lettin it go |
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Now all that you hold is whats left of your soul |
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But whats left of your soul |
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You can't keep a hold and no soul yeah soul yeah |
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Now you know you're alone you're a screaming gun yeah gun yeah gun yeah gun yeah |
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Well you run from your reasons as you slip on your soul |
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Now you're keeping a hold of something you've never known |
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You're tying your mind claiming life is inside yeah |
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You're dyin alone, you should've known it be cold yeah cold yeah cold yeah |
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Now you know you're alone, you're a screaming gun yeah |
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Gun yeah, gun yeah, gun yeah |
