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Well it's pissin' rain in all my head again |
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in all it's pelting pain |
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i know my minds made |
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I'm gonna die In the rush |
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like a gleaming kid |
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and I've learned the older you get |
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You're either wild and dying |
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or boring and blessed |
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tonight i'm natures bullet shooting |
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shambles from a gleaming sin |
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white noise white noise |
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I smoke my cigarettes to feel the burn |
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It's kind of nice feeling |
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something that you've earned |
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to just turn off the lights |
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and burn in the dark with a dart |
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I'm westbound, bloody and proud |
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A secret choice ain't a secret now |
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You gotta roll with the punches |
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and pull with your pride to put it out |
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white noise white noise x 3 |
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I've got the feeling again 2x |
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white noise 8x |
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white noise white noise x 3 |
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I've got the feeling again |
