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I know how you are with these things |
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And you're not gonna stop |
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I know how you are |
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Yeah you're an artist |
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When you tear things apart |
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Oh |
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I think it's when your friends |
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(Don't think that you know) |
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Twist the knife in your back |
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And I'm still giving into it |
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I don't think that you know |
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I can assure that you don't |
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And there is nothing that I can say, |
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To you, To soothe...To you To soothe. |
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I'm pressing my luck |
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On the neck of regret |
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And distress |
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Cause it's not like it's our favorite thing |
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Don't you dare forget |
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Don't you dare forget |
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That nothing with meaning is easy |
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It's so easy |
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To vomit the words |
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And choke. |
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Blood |
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You've never seen a machine |
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Like this before |
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Yeah yeah yeah |
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Whoa whoa whoa ohhoho whoa |
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I'm pressing my luck |
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On the neck of regret |
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And distress |
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Cause it's not like it's our favorite thing and |
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Don't you dare |
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And don't you dare forget |
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And don't you dare forget |
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That nothing with meaning is easy easy |
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You've never seen a machine like this |
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It devours devours the flowers |
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The flowers |
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The flowers are fake |
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The flowers are fake |
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The flowers are fake |
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Yeah yeah yeah |
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Whoa whoa whoa ohhoho whoa |
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Cause I'm gone goodbye yeah |
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Cause I'm gone goodbye yeah |