| Some things still confuse me
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| those song could, never inspire me
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| your satisfied, by empty words
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| that could never, strangle this heart
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| blood stops cold in veins
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| chills the skin, like wintery rains
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| broken hearts, fake fucking pain
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| FUCK YOUR BROKEN HEART
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| Fuck
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| Some things still confuse me
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| those song could, never inspire me
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| your satisfied, by empty words
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| that could never, strangle this heart
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| blood stops cold in veins
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| chills the skin, like wintery rains
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| broken hearts, fake fucking pain
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| but were not giving up
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| kept it real FROM THE START
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| now your back, with the crowd
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| WITHOUT THE HEART
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| FUCK
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| your looks, tell it all in one
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| rose to the top, in a matter of months
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| the faster you rise, the faster you fall
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| and when your gone, we wont care at all
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| ABOUT YOU |