| Take off the gloves.
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| We fell in love by the side of the road,
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| This desert will break you down.
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| The veins you cut,
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| Your smoking tongue is the end of us all,
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| But you only care about fame and fortune.
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| Watching others tortured.
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| Casting your reflection.
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| Grocery store perfection.
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| This is the last time.
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| Sent to the front line with dirty boots on the ground,
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| You said «I'll make this all mine.»
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| You seemed so sweet at the start but the start’s all wrong.
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| You say you speak from your heart but your heart’s all gone.
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| Yeah your heart’s all gone!
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| Blackjack and architect.
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| Let’s drink ourselves to death.
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| The crimes of everyone.
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| Passed down from father to son.
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| Hopeless and destitute.
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| Destroyed my gratitude.
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| Your strongest lines of defense are all just self-inflicted wounds.
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| You seemed so sweet at the start but the start’s all wrong.
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| You say you speak from your heart but your heart’s all gone.
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| You seemed so sweet at the start but the start’s all wrong.
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| You say you speak from your heart but your heart’s all gone.
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| Yeah your heart’s all gone!
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| Gone, gone, gone, gone, gone, gone…
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| You seemed so sweet at the start but the start’s all wrong.
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| You say you speak from your heart but your heart’s all gone.
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| You seemed so sweet at the start but the start’s all wrong.
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| You say you speak from your heart but your heart’s all gone.
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| Yeah your heart’s all gone! |