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Showed up in a sleeve of tattoos |
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High definition broadcast of attitude |
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It's like she wants me to know |
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She's got nothing left to lose, me too |
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Little bag of junk gets her high |
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Keeps her from thinking 'bout the shadows in her mind |
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She likes me, she knows |
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I won't ask her why she cries |
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Let me fall down, you can fall too |
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We'll call us banged up black and blue |
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Let me find out what happened to you |
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Wakin' up banged up black and blue |
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Sometimes it's the struggle that makes it good |
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I wouldn't judge you even if |
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I couldThere's no magic in the line |
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It's misunderstood, you could, you would |
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Let me fall down, you can fall too |
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We'll call us banged up black and blue |
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Let me find out what happened to you |
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Wakin' up banged up black and blue |
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Let me fall down, you can fall too |
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We'll call us banged up black and blue |
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Let me find out what happened to you |
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Wakin' up banged up black and blue |
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Banged up black and blue |
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Banged up black and blue |
