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Bleed, when you thought you knew |
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Do you hear me shout? |
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Bleeding through my ribbon on my eyes |
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(To come home) |
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What I'm thinking now |
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When I take you out |
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We can always start |
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To havoc death till it comes |
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These rebel ways to show you |
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I want to fuck you now |
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We live, we are to make you |
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In turn we know you're going down |
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But now it's over |
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I'm calmer like crimson |
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Throwing down like water |
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I saw her when she hit the ground |
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Now, it's over |
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I'm calmer like crimson |
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Throwing down like water |
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I saw her when she hit the ground |
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Proof, when they tear you up |
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When they start to fuck |
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When they start to piss down on my scars |
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(To come home) |
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What I'm thinking now |
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When I stumble down |
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We can never say that |
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You are gone till it comes |
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These rebel ways to show you |
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I just can't take no more |
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The thought of me inside you |
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Just makes me sick, you're going down |
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But now it's over |
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I'm calmer like crimson |
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Throwing down like water |
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I saw her when she hit the ground |
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Now, it's over |
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I'm calmer like crimson |
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Throwing down like water |
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I saw her when she hit the ground |
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Hate, when you thought you knew |
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Do you hear me shout? |
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Bleeding through my ribbon on my eyes |
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(To come home) |
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What I'm thinking now |
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When I take you out |
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We can always start |
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To havoc death till it comes |
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These rebel ways to show you |
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I just can't take no more |
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The thought of me inside you |
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Just makes me sick, you're going down |
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These rebel ways to show you |
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I wanna fuck you now |
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We live, we are to make you |
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In turn we know you're going down |