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These cuts will bleed forever |
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and ill never heal |
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'cause its the only way I know its real |
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On that day when they drag us to our graves |
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Our friends will dress in black |
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as someone whispers in the back |
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(They will say) |
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Give it up for what we could have been |
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Watch them all attend the death of love |
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the taste of poison |
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Drop the curtain, take our final bow |
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Watch them read aloud |
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The death of us the same old story |
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So let's haunt these halls forever |
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And I'll keep holding on |
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We'll show them what it means to break hearts |
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So take my hand, take my love, take my life |
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We'll dance withe the ghosts |
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with the souls of the night |
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Down we go |
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Give it up for what we could have been |
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Watch them all attend the death of love |
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the taste of poison |
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Drop the curtain, take our final bow |
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Watch them read aloud |
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The death of us the same old story |
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Here lies the bride |
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Crimson and white |
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So take my hand, take my love, take my life |
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We'll dance with the ghosts |
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with the souls of the night |
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Give it up for what we could have been |
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Watch them all attend the death of love |
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the taste of poison |
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Drop the curtain, take our final bow |
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Watch them read aloud |
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The death of us the same old story |