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I sow these streets with my own blood it seems |
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My soul is feeling unkempt and bare |
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I'm just like you I'm complicated too |
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Jealous knives in my back to spare |
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I'll burn it black as sin, falling off the wagon again |
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Burn it black as sin, lost my head |
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You've got one shot left and now you're done |
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You'll turn your back on everyone burn it black as sin, time to |
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I feel your doors slam in my face |
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Somehow I can't replace this lust that I've found |
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I'm just like you my spirit's broken too |
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Burn my bridges into the ground |
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Well I'll burn it black as sin, falling off the wagon again. |
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Burn it black as sin, lost my head |
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You've got one shot left and now you're done |
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You'll turn your back on everyone burn it black as sin, time to |
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Burn it black as sin, lost my head |
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You've got one shot left and now you're done |
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You'll turn your back on everyone burn it black as sin, time to |
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Time to burn |
