| Take the car, and turn it into our alibis
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| discard the body, pop some pills and you’ll be fine
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| Purge, then binge, restart and insert the sutures
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| Turn off the lights, I’m watching back to the future
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| Before we go too far I won’t let you take this light
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| Before we go too far I won’t let you take this light
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| (Cause we laughed at assimilation)
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| Breathe in all mistakes without coming clean
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| into hobbling faith. |
| No one I wanna know
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| (Go on a brush me off. Brush me off brush me off
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| Waltzing right into the bank)
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| Is this surreal tonight? |
| Well go for all these wins
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| Is this surreal tonight I’ll go far and I’ll ride
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| They said that you have got a map of my insides
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| Purge, then binge, pop some pills and you’ll be fine
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| Moments fade, we have come to place these hands on your face
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| hobbling into faith, he is alive, I have opened, now know…
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| (Remove the ribs if you can’t lean sideways)
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| Stay back from our lungs (I thought my words would have mass appeal)
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| (Costs your life, sly as always)
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| Stay back from our lungs (I thought my words would have mass appeal)
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| Cover your eyes
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| I’ve stabbed you in the back
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| You stop this, I can’t
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| Please stop me
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| Right here
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| I wont do this again
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| I can’t do this, I love you
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| For all of this shit
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| Why, Why, Help |