| I’m sipping on memories
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| They come down from a mini part
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| Situations got the best of me
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| So I keep on strumming guitars
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| And driving around
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| California, tryna chase the shadows down
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| Took a trip to Mulholland Drive
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| To stare at the dirty letters in the sky
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| And I get this feeling I’m a girl with a dark side
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| Chemical air, electric stare, dark side
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| Chemical air, electric
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| People I know
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| Tend to disappear when the thunder rolls
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| So I’m on my own
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| Complaining to the mud
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| But the mud really doesn’t mind
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| Took a turn down Sunset Boulevard
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| To stare at the moonstruck, jealous of the night
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| And I get this feeling I’m a girl with a dark side
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| Chemical air, electric stare, dark side
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| Chemical air, electric stare, dark side
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| Chemical air, electric stare, dark side
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| Chemical air, electric
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| Electric
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| Electric
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| Electric
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| Electric
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| Chemical air, electric stare, dark side
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| Chemical air, electric stare, dark side
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| Dark side
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| Dark side |