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Tonight, we're washing off the blood. |
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Tonight, tonight. |
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And I've tried to give you what you want |
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What is it that you want? |
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Day spent with not a word to say |
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Routine, red lie. |
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So jump, we'll sit and burn a lie |
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We'd rather burn than fight. |
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But I ain't gonna be here too long, too long |
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No I ain't gonna be here too long, too long |
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No I ain't gonna be here too long, too long |
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We've become so good at fooling all |
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We think twice and always turn around, |
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A comfortable frown |
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So jump but sit and burn a lie |
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There's no wrong, no right. |
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And I ain't gonna be here too long, too long |
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No I ain't gonna be here too long, too long |
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No I ain't gonna be here too long, too long |
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No I ain't gonna be here too long, too long |
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No I ain't gonna be here too long, too long |