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Abandon all hope, ye who enter here. |
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This halfway house is home to a madman. |
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His ghosts, and his perfect song. |
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This year has been bruised and broken in so many ways that days have long since been abolished. |
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But if all of this could bring my love back to me... |
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I'd do away with the drugs and the drink...and the body count could cease. |
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I've sensed her here, but I know that we're destined to stay seperated. |
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...and this is all my fault. |
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For what it's worth, it's worsening, and my song demands an ending...closure. |
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Karma can't control the beast I've born to swallow us whole. |
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Yes, my heart may beat again - but we all need medicine. |
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So forgive me, love, I'm choosing a fitting end to the abusing. |
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Last night, I leapt through the ceiling. |
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There was just something appealing about leaving my body behind and coming through as you circled overhead. |
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I said all the things that had been missing from the funeral that I had been forbidden from taking any part in. |
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And you forgave me for everything while the victims of the song sounded their applause. |
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"The doctor has to go." was the last thing that you said as I found my body back in bed |
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...but then, i guess it's always been his job to fix this. |
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For what it's worth, it's worsening, and my song demands an ending...closure. |
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Karma can't control the beast I've born to swallow us whole. |
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Yes, my heart may beat again - but we all need medicine. |
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So forgive me, love, I'm choosing a fitting end to the abusing. |
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For what it's worth, it's worsening, and my song demands an ending...closure. |
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Karma can't control the beast I've born to swallow us whole. |
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And yes, my heart may beat again - but we all need medicine. |
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So forgive me, love, I'm choosing a fitting end to the abusing. |
