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Am I the son in or out of law |
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How many chances do I get before my head explodes |
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What's going on |
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What's going on |
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When I look into the mirror there's another gun |
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When I tell you I'll be fine |
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I still want you by my side |
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Please just try to read between the lines |
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Where's my comfort in the undefined |
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Please just try to read between the lines |
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If I'm your son do you hear my call |
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Even if everything I touch will slowly turn to stone |
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What's going on |
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What's going on |
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When I look into the mirror there's another gun |
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When I tell you I'll be fine |
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I still want you by my side |
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Please just try to read between the lines |
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Where's my comfort in the undefined |
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Please just try to read between the lines |
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What is the poison inside of me |
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The sickness in my head |
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Put me to sleep while I find a cure for the sickness in my head |
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We are the sons |
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We are the daughters |
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The generation of disorder |
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What is the poison inside of me |
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The sickness in my head |
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When I tell you I'll be fine |
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I still want you by my side |
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Please just try to read between the lines |
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Where's my comfort in the undefined |
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Please just try to read between the lines |