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You bet we fight until pressed against six feet of distance and earth. |
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Yeah, we make mistakes that our fathers have made and my troubles come up from the earth. |
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My teeth, grit, fierce, and I beg to you, understand. "Grace" is my name. Tongues run amok and fangs will breed on fangs. |
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So keep your secrets into the mattress and pray they don't escape. |
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It's the impossible act of building our bridges much faster then they burn. |
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Stay, Because I cant afford the distance shadowing my heart and what good is a sinner if we haven't got grace. |
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Save the son. My troubles boulevard across the land. They keep their secrets in the mattress. |
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Discard. I'm trying to keep it in the right hands. Medic, I have given up all my weapons and i have headed home. |
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Well I can see the words inside your silence, |
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But I can't speak about your pain for you |
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How long can you burn for anyways |
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Turning over and back again with tongues ablaze. |
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Like lions without teeth hungry. |
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Staring at the forest with flames in our eyes just talking with the trees |
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If we can drift long enough, we'll be home. |
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Sails blown by the fire within pushing me to you |
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And you can live inside of me, sewn together |
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Breaking and healing, growing and breaking again and again |
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And you are a part of me, you are my home and I'm your home, |
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But I'm no place you'll want to be |
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So I'm out here again sparks hid behind my teeth |
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I won't say a word for fear of failure spreading |
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It takes some of us longer to get to our dead ends |
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We have old blood stained with loose living |
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Ran through charcoal hearts to make it red |
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And we can be on fire again you and I, |
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You want this? Well say what you want, say what you mean! |
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We can talk lung to closed ear, head inside of hand |
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Turning over again together |
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Cut up for the cheap heat running through our veins |
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And we can lay brick by broken brick |
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Our ashes pushed in between |
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And build this road back home to where we want to be |
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We are not our own, we are the same". |
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Let fangs give birth to fangs but i cant walk away. |
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Let them breed. |
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Fangs give birth to fangs but i cant walk away. |
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Let them breed. |