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I'm sorry the party you threw for me |
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Was met with such a royal hitch I'm a ***** I |
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Don't mean to be selfish |
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You rolled out the carpet to watch it catch fire |
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It's just another Thursday, my party |
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I cried like I always do, oh oh oh |
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I flew here to help clear the mess that was me |
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Made up of fear and self hate |
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A stalemate with he who shall not be named |
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You tried and you cried, confessing your grip was slipping |
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Couldn't help me, you held me, the shadows began to fade |
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Here's to the ones |
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The renegades who never run |
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Despite all of my ranting and raging so |
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Here's to the ones |
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Who hide the bullet from the gun |
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Foot down on all of my ******** but won't cage me in |
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Despondent, catatonic suicide queen |
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By now I know a screw's loose or too few |
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Or worse there's too many |
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But of course, the dark horse |
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You bet it all in stride |
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I hope I'm not a regret, a sea-swept |
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I'll fight to the finish line |
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And I get so stuck in my head |
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Lost in all the lies, nihilistic backslide |
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And when I can't get out of bed |
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And I see the edge I'm slipping from the ledge |
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And praying to Gods I don't believe in for a sign |
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Some reasons not to die and there you are |
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Here's to the ones |
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Who stuck in when they should have run |
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Despite all of my ranting and raging so |
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Here's to the ones |
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Who hide the bullet from the gun |
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Foot down on all of my ******** but won't cage me in |
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Here's to my fans |
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All in until the bitter end |
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Drink or two to the toast |
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Not too many though |