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I was born into this life |
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To a drunk father and a rented wife |
| [00:42.03] |
Who layed down in a concrete bed |
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Who layed dark thoughts inside my head |
| [00:48.38] |
But they don't know |
| [00:51.52] |
No they don't know |
| [00:56.18] |
Nothings wrong, nothings right |
| [00:58.90] |
Nothing feels quite alright |
| [01:02.26] |
Watching my fists turn white |
| [01:05.62] |
Turn the lips into eyes |
| [01:09.06] |
Nothings right, nothings wrong |
| [01:12.43] |
Nothing makes me belong |
| [01:15.90] |
All the kids sing swan songs |
| [01:19.30] |
All the kids sing along with me |
| [01:26.47] |
I, I want to kill tonight |
| [01:32.21] |
I want to kill tonight |
| [01:35.28] |
I, I want to kill tonight |
| [01:45.51] |
I want to kill tonight |
| [02:21.82] |
I was born into this world |
| [02:24.91] |
Some kind of sinister little girl |
| [02:28.52] |
I let jesus off the christ |
| [02:31.72] |
And drag his face into the moss |
| [02:34.37] |
But they don't know |
| [02:37.75] |
No they don't know |
| [02:41.86] |
Nothings wrong, nothings right |
| [02:45.03] |
Nothing feels quite as right |
| [02:48.62] |
Watching my fists turn white |
| [02:51.94] |
Turn the lips into eyes |
| [02:55.49] |
Nothings right, nothings wrong |
| [02:58.70] |
Nothing makes me belong |
| [03:02.18] |
All the kids sing swan songs |
| [03:05.60] |
All the kids sing along with me |
| [03:12.50] |
I, I want to kill tonight |
| [03:18.15] |
I want to kill tonight |
| [03:22.71] |
I, I want to kill tonight |
| [03:31.82] |
I want to kill tonight |
| [03:35.71] |
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