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I've got some deep scars from a little black heart that's miles away |
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I sent it packing after I saw what it did and I couldn't believe |
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And now my chest hurts from the hole that I dug, it's getting harder to breathe |
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I'm really gasping, wishing I could turn back and that would fix everything |
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For once... |
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My life |
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I might as well live it |
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Along with the bad times |
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Just happy to be living |
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So it's my time, I know it sounds selfish |
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I'm really not like that |
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We live and we die for this |
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So now my head hurts and it's only getting worse every time that I think |
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I feel like choking every time I have to sing, it's getting harder for me |
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And now my stomach hurts, as long as I'm in love it's so hard to leave |
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I feel a bad pain moving through my chest and my knees start to shake |
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My knees start to shake, it's bringing me down |
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This is my life |
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I might as well live it |
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Along with the bad times |
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Just love to be living |
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So this is my time |
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I know it sounds selfish |
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I think I'll have some ice cream |
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We live and we die for this |
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There's one thing missing every time I step outside |
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One thing missing every time I leave and drive |
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One thing missing every time I'm far from home |
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There's one thing missing every time I leave for months |
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One thing missing every time I lose control |
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There's one thing missing every time that I stay home |
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I've got some deep scars from a little black heart that only make me stronger |
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And now I don't sleep, seeing any relief that gives me some perspective |
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This is my life |
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I might as well live it |
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Along with the bad times |
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Just glad to be living |
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And this is my time |
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I might as well share it |
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I'll give you all my money |
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We live and we die for this |