| Trying to think of you as some kind of heroine
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| Trying to think of you is something that will fade with time
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| Trying to think of you is some kind of distant sin
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| Trying to think of you is just a day’s forgotten dream
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| The things that you said and the things that you never did
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| Things that you did and the things that you never said
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| Left me empty and alone
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| Kinda trying to atone
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| Empty and alone, the only thing that’s real
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| Empty and alone, the only thing that’s real
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| Empty and alone, the only thing that’s real
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| Empty and alone, the only thing that’s real
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| You must be an emotional heretic
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| You’re word has become like shit on a stick
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| No matter how hard I tried
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| Someone close to me right now I carry the grudge
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| Empty and alone, the only thing that’s real
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| Empty and alone, the only thing that’s real
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| How can someone be so elusive?
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| And how can someone be so fucking passive?
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| Even if I walked through all the circles of hell for you
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| You wouldn’t even piss on me
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| But it’s too late, it’s too late my dear
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| Because I’m already there
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| (Woman's voice)
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| You’ve become an emotional heretic
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| Your word was always shit on a stick
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| No matter how hard I tried
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| Someone close to me
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| Right now I carry the grudge
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| (Mortiis)
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| You’ve become an emotional heretic
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| Your word was always shit on a stick
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| No matter how hard I tried
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| You fucking had to lie
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| Empty and alone, the only thing that’s real
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| Empty and alone, the only thing that’s real
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| Empty and alone, the only thing that’s real
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| Empty and alone, the only thing that’s real
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| How can someone be so elusive?
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| And how can someone be so fucking passive?
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| Even if I walked through all the circles of hell for you
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| You wouldn’t even piss on me
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| But it’s too late, it’s too late my dear
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| Because I’m already there |