| My love was only temporary
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| I aged, but kept the memory
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| And still, it makes me shiver cold
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| There’s no place to hide the past we bury
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| So like the Virgin Mary
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| She lied to save the family
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| Oh, my innocence was taken
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| I’ll never be that boy again
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| I guess I’m only speculating
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| But there’s no use in hearing the truth from a liar
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| True was the bride at the turn of our time
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| Holding my, holding my
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| Holding my life in your body
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| I bottled up the pieces of the lie, of the lie
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| Who am I, who am I
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| To ever love you with wide eyes?
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| I am the dust behind the window
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| The darkness in the shadow
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| The stain under the pillow, son
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| And I’ll be the perfect silent witness
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| I stink from all the bullshit
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| So feed me and I’ll hold my tongue
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| My innocence was taken
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| I’ll never be that boy again
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| I guess I’m only speculating
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| But there’s no use in hearing the truth from a liar
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| True was the bride at the turn of our time
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| Holding my, holding my
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| Holding my life in your body
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| I bottled up the pieces of the lie, of the lie
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| Who am I, who am I
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| To ever love you, love you- ahh!
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| Rage!
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| I’m the bad guy, I’m the bad guy
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| I’m the cynical kid, I’m the rage
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| I’m the big lie
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| I’m the goddamn shame of the goddamn pride
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| Rage!
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| I’m the bad guy, I’m the nice try
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| I’m the typical bitch with the rage
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| On my face
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| I’m the goddamn beast of the goddamn pride
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| True was the bride at the turn of our time
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| Holding my, holding my
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| Holding my life in your body
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| I bottled up the pieces of the lie, of the lie
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| Who am I, who am I
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| To ever love you, love you- ahh!
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| True was the bride at the turn of our time
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| Holding my, holding my
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| Holding my life in your body
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| I bottled up the pieces of the lie, of the lie
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| Who am I, who am I
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| To ever love you with wide eyes?
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| True was the bride at the turn of our time
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| Holding my, holding my
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| Holding my life in your body
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| I bottled up the pieces of the lie, of the lie
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| Who am I, who am I
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| To ever love you
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| Love you
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| Love you
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| Love you? |