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I've been drawn into the day |
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The sun caught fire again |
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Things are different, things are strange |
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When I've got nothing to say |
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And the way you look at me's so tired |
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We've been wired |
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Now I'm calling the shots |
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And the words start paving the way |
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The plane is taking me to hell |
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And the gasoline's burning us well |
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You know it's true |
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The only thing I shouldn't have done |
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Was to think of you with someone |
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Down on your knees |
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With his head back in a pointless magazine dream |
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It's not what love's supposed to be |
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You cut my throat |
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So watch me bleed |
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Then leave |
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Lost |
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We've all been lost |
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I wish someone had told me the plot |
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When I got caught, yeah, I got caught |
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Now the bastards are running away... |
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...and taking me to hell |
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The gasoline's done us well |
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You know it's you |
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There isn't much I could have done |
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To prevent us from falling to 1 |
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When we were a 10 |
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The stars were never the end |
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It's not how love's supposed to bend |
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You cut my throat |
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So watch me reach the end |
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I can't believe I let you break me again |
