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You and me |
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You know that we were always funny in a |
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Car crash sort of way |
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Watch me bruise and bleed for you |
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I always knew that I'd end up dead today.. today.. today |
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So I'm going to tear down the sky |
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And all the dull stars tonight |
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So I can stay hidden and live in the black. |
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I hate being famous for my hits |
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And never for my misses |
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Bloody kisses from poison lips, |
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leave lovers dead in ditches. |
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So, pass another round around for the kids |
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Who have nothing left to lose |
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And for those souls old and sold out |
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By the soles of my shoes |
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Drag my corpse through the cities |
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I never got to visit. |
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Promise don't let me miss it. |
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Promise don't let me miss it. |
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Drag my corpse through the cities |
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I never got to visit. |
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Promise don't let me miss it. |
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You and me |
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You know that we were always funny in a |
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Car crash sort of way |
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Watch me bruise and bleed for you |
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I always knew that I'd die. That I'd die. |
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That I'd die. |
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Baby, the blood's already been spilled |
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And no amount of crying |
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Will wash the red from your guilty hands |
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Baby, the blood's already been spilled |
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And no amount of crying |
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Will wash the red from your guilty hands |
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Baby, the blood's already been spilled |
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And no amount of crying |
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Will wash the red from your guilty hands |
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But, what if I promised to hold on |
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Long enough to suffer? |
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But, what if I promised to hold on |
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Long enough to suffer? |
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But, what if I promised to hold on |
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Long enough to suffer? |
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But, what if I promised to hold on |
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Long enough to suffer? |
