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Bad boys and painkillers |
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Together like peas in a pod |
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Look at me just sticking around |
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The oxygen draining through my blood |
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Body crunched up and tight |
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Pounding and kicking me blind |
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Failing my body design |
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Digging trenches, looking for mines |
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CHORUS: |
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(Bad boys and) Looking for a new way out |
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(Painkillers) Swollen hands looking for love |
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(Bad boys and) Safe from harm is all I ask |
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(Painkillers) |
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Bad boys and painkillers |
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Drags me down so I'm miserable |
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Buy some time, I'm coming unstuck |
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Leave me here, I'll crawl my way back |
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Cold as statues with such grace |
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My head imprinted with your face |
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I long for longing in this place |
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It's no so hard with some patience |
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CHORUS: |
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(Bad boys and) Shaking like there's no way out |
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(Painkillers) Swollen hands looking for love |
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(Bad boys and) Safe from harm is all I ask |
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(Painkillers) |
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Never complain or explain |
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Never felt lucky or shame |
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Microclimates and acid baths |
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Epic human achievement at last |
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CHORUS: |
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(Bad boys and) Still shaking still shaking |
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(Painkillers) Swollen hands looking for love |
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(Bad boys and) Safe from harm is all I ask |
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(Painkillers) |
