| With the absence of eye, I can start to bleed again…
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| With the color of hearts it seems like you wear right thin
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| And as it falls from your mouth, it seems like you
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| Needed it more
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| Well I can still ask for more, I will still ask for more…
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| Get the fuck out, stay the fuck out
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| It makes me sick (I'm alright)
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| Slit wrist theory, stains us all…
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| Lace me up, lace me up
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| I’m still looking for these angels in the snow
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| Lace me up, lace me up
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| I’m still looking for these angels in the snow
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| It seems like a runaround
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| Words that won’t matter
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| And as it falls from your mouth it seems like you
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| Needed it more
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| And I will color you all red, I will color you all… Red
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| Get the fuck out, stay the fuck out
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| It makes me sick (I'm alright)
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| Slit wrist theory, stains us all…
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| Lace me up, lace me up
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| I’m still looking for these angels in the snow
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| Lace me up, lace me up
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| I’m still looking for these angels in the snow
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| Braided conversation
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| Braided converstaion
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| Get the fuck out, stay the fuck out
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| It makes me sick (I'm alright)
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| Slit wrist theory, stains us all…
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| And caved the fuck in, and bashed the fuck in, it’s so old
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| Slit wrist theory, stains us all…
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| Slit wrist!
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| Lace me up, lace me up
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| I’m still looking for these angels in the snow
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| Lace me up, lace me up
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| I’m still looking for these angels in the snow
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| Lace me up…
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| Lace me up…
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| Lace me up…
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| Lace me up… |