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Trying to think of you as some kind of heroine |
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Trying to think of you is something that will fade with time |
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Trying to think of you is some kind of distant sin |
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Trying to think of you is just a day's forgotten dream |
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The things that you said and the things that you never did |
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Things that you did and the things that you never said |
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Left me empty and alone |
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Kinda trying to atone |
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Empty and alone, the only thing thats real |
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Empty and alone, the only thing thats real |
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Empty and alone, the only thing thats real |
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Empty and alone, the only thing thats real |
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You must be an emotional heretic |
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Your word has become like shit on a stick |
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No matter how hard I tried |
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Someone close to me right now I carry the grudge |
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Empty and alone, the only thing thats real |
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Empty and alone, the only thing thats real |
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How can someone be so elusive? |
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And how can someone be so fucking passive? |
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Even if I walked through all the circles of hell for you, |
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You wouldn't even piss on me |
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But its too late, it's too late my dear |
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because I'm already there |
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(Woman's voice) |
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You've become an emotional heretic |
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Your word was always shit on a stick |
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No matter how hard I tried |
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Someone close to me |
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Right now I carry the grudge |
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(Mortiis) |
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You've become an emotional heretic |
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Your word was always shit on a stick |
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No matter how hard I tried |
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You fucking had to lie |
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Empty and alone, the only thing thats real |
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Empty and alone, the only thing thats real |
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Empty and alone, the only thing thats real |
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Empty and alone, the only thing thats real |
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How can someone be so elusive? |
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And how can someone be so fucking passive? |
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Even if I walked through all the circles of hell for you, |
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You wouldn't even piss on me |
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But its too late, it's too late my dear |
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because I'm already there |
