| La virgen dijó que no
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| Pero el diablo dijó que si
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| Y la arrastró por el piso de un infierno
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| Hasta las lagrimas se cayeron
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| Como fantasmas en el fuego
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| Left my house with a book of matches
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| To try to burn this city down
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| Instead I drove into the ocean
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| And started swimming 'til I drowned
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| 'Cuz I’m a liar, liar, blood on fire
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| As drunk as I was
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| And the ships sail by
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| And the sharks in the water make me realize that death is real
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| And there’s nothing at all that makes you feel as small as dying will
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| And ghosts have a way to make regrets feel so alive
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| But it’s the death in us all that keep the hopes of finding something better
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| I left my house with that book of matches
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| And all the worst intentions found
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| I locked my kids down inside the basement
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| And burned their dreams straight to the ground
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| 'Cuz I’m a liar, liar, blood on fire
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| As fucked as I was
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| As my ship sank down
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| And the sharks in the water make me realize that death is real
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| And there’s nothing at all that makes you feel as small as dying will
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| And ghosts have a way to make regrets feel so alive
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| But it’s the death in us all that keep the hopes of finding something better |