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[ti:denouement] |
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[ar:flower face] |
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[al:Funeral Kid] |
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you keep a bible next to your bed |
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to burn the evil thoughts from your head |
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count the good days one by one |
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god, how wicked we've become |
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if somebody's coming for me |
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i'm ready to fight |
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with clenched fists and broken teeth |
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i've been up all night |
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and if death is waiting for me |
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i'm ready to go |
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there's no heaven above me, |
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no bitter end below |
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your walls are filled with posters of girls you wish you knew |
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sad songs on the record player next to you |
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cut your hair off, change your name |
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but inside, darling, you're still the same |
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these needles in your bloodstream |
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and bruises on your arms |
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you're a pale white painter's canvas |
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i've never seen a heart like yours |
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i wrote your wedding song |
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and watched her throw her bouquet |
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i'd write my own funeral hymn |
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and watch you dance all day |
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there's no beauty in dying |
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we just carry on |
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all rivers drain to the ocean |
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and all oceans bring us home |
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we live in a world of street signs |
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and traffic lights |
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and words like "forgive me, |
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nothing feels like home tonight." |