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Choke on a crooked breath |
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In a dope nose delirium |
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You got a fragile face in a public place |
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We walk through the night to get it right |
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To have a confession |
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Got a pen in my hand |
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Got a girl in my head |
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Got crumbling teeth |
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I got dirty sheets |
| [00:39.010] |
I walk through the night |
| [00:40.075] |
With a thorn in my side |
| [00:42.094] |
And with no connection |
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| [00:45.062] |
The days just roll by |
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And the songs write themselves |
| [00:52.020] |
Like little bombs they just blow up |
| [00:55.028] |
Friendly fire that shoots itself |
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| [01:04.026] |
This is the house that you're from |
| [01:07.096] |
And that is how far you've come |
| [01:11.052] |
I know why you left |
| [01:13.031] |
I think it's best you get far away |
| [01:16.073] |
And set it to flames |
| [01:28.026] |
|
| [01:28.049] |
The days just roll by |
| [01:31.075] |
And the songs write themselves |
| [01:35.035] |
Like little bombs they just blow up |
| [01:38.086] |
Friendly fire that shoots itself |
| [02:04.013] |
|
| [02:04.036] |
And the days just roll by |
| [02:07.098] |
The songs write themselves |
| [02:11.026] |
Like little bombs they just blow up |
| [02:14.063] |
Friendly fire that shoots itself |
| [02:18.055] |
And the days just roll by |
| [02:22.030] |
The songs write themselves |
| [02:25.083] |
Like little bombs they just blow up |
| [02:29.023] |
Friendly fire that shoots itself |
