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Tuesday came and I feigned happy |
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I'm so lonely here |
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This thing between my lungs is making me so tired |
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It's bleeding me |
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You know me, and how I hate this |
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We've said enough for now |
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Although it's been three hours we haven't spoke at all |
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Oh, inside this empty cabinet, |
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Nothing shines in here |
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On the edge of night, |
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We look down on our streets and houses, |
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You felt sick so I drove back |
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And if we go back to stars we won't need any money |
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We won't need these poor hearts |
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This crowd incites my riots, |
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I'll try to calm them down. |
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Criminals compound my weakness |
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I'm barley hanging on |
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They're bleeding me |
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Oh, why can't I feel it? |
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Nothing hurts down here. |
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On the edge of night, |
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We look down on our streets and houses |
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You felt sick so I drove back |
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And if we go back to starts we won't need any money |
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We won't need these poor hearts |
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On the edge of night, |
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We look down on our streets and houses |
[03:41.11] |
You felt sick so I drove back |
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And if we go back to starts we won't need any money |
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We won't need these poor hearts |