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I keep crashin' |
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into parked cars |
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waitin' for a horse |
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and it's blue rider' |
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followed you that night |
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you tasted lucky |
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we staggered blessed |
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your scars they,... matched, my dress |
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never mind, |
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the happy ending |
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Maybeline eyes |
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and trampolines |
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old tattoos |
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burned, in their parlors |
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Christmas lights and mangers |
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spook you cold |
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Lazarus Heart, Lazarus Heart, Lazarus Heart |
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we forget, |
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we risk, |
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we're tired, |
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we're true |
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veils and whispers |
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rivers of ether |
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cigarettes and perfume |
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...a single gunshot, |
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to the foot |
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we staggered blessed |
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your scars they.... matched... my dress |
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Lazarus Heart, Lazarus Heart, Lazarus Heart |
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ready to drift |
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flat out forget |
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pull up and quit |
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look past the shit |
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we go nowhere |
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..we just get smaller, in the distance |
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said you wanna' see |
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what I look like inside |
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drew a hangman on a napkin |
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and you started laughin' |
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don't take prophets to see |
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this world will need |
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it's sorry chances |
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Lazarus Heart, Lazarus Heart, Lazarus Heart |
