| Give away a love and then remove another too
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| Painted words adorn the walls, echoing untrue
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| I feel cold, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh
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| Promises abound, you rarely find it to begin
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| Maybe I’m afraid to let you all the way in
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| I guess so, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh
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| I excuse myself, I’m used to my little cell
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| I amuse myself in my very own private hell
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| I excuse myself, I’m used to my little cell
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| I amuse myself in my very own private hell
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| Lately I’m beside myself, pretending unconcerned
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| Standing at a corner where I threw you on a turn
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| I’ll move on, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh
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| Flowers on a cross remain, marking an ending scene
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| Damn it all if blood you spill, turn the grass more green
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| Life is short, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh
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| I excuse myself, I’m used to my little cell
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| I amuse myself in my very own private hell
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| I excuse myself, I’m used to my little cell
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| I amuse myself in my very own private hell
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| I amuse myself
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| In my very own private hell |