| Living loudly, ears on eggshells
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| Stepping toe, to toe, to tone
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| I push through all the bullshit blindly
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| I can rest when I’m home
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| Craved salvation from the outset
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| Trying to breathe it in
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| 12 years of nothing that we tried so hard for
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| We’ll deserve it when we’re dead
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| Maybe it the words I said
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| Had some weight or worth there’d be an end
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| Written down, crossed out in pen
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| Fade from gold, fade from gold
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| The years took their toll and pulled the teeth out of my head
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| Salted the empty space, my eyes took the shade of red
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| I never slept at night. |
| Kept my damage at the foot of the bed
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| I never slept at night. |
| Kept my damage at the foot of the bed
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| The first time was gold
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| Living loudly, ears on eggshells
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| Stepping toe, to toe, to tone
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| I push through all the bullshit blindly
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| Craved salvation from the outset
|
| Trying to breathe it in
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| 12 years of nothing that we tried so hard for
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| We’ll deserve it when we’re dead |