| If every day was the same
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| I would have died years ago
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| My calendar is marked with blood red X’s
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| For every 24 hours ive suffered through
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| Today has been
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| Cluttered with.
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| Broken teeth and filthy stitches
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| And a conscience that won’t shut up
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| I understand that your worst is beating the hell out of my best
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| But I can take it (I can take it)
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| The one thing that I’ll never get
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| Is how you turned out like all the rest
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| But I can take it (but I can take it)
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| It says a lot
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| About the difference. |
| between me and you
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| But if you’re all that I’ve got
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| I’ll have nothing left
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| After what I’m about to do
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| Let’s begin
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| This autumn drive
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| One jerk of the wheel
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| We’ll see how cold this November water really is
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| I understand
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| That your worst is beating the hell out of my best
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| But I can take it (I can take it)
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| The one thing that I’ll never get
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| Is how you turned out like all the rest
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| But I can take it (but I can take it)
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| And I’ll watch your blood run thin
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| Through infected wounds and softened scars again
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| I’ll watch your blood run thin
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| Through infected wounds and softened scars
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| It’s my favorite kind of day
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| Filled with the things we fear
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| Will find us where we sleep, and fuck us where we breathe (that won’t just fade
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| away)
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| The way I let you fade away
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| I let you fade away.
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| The way I.
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| Let you fade away
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| Today was my favorite kind of day
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| Whoa whoa, whoa whoa
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| Today was my favorite kind of day
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| Whoa whoa, whoa whoa
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| Today was my favorite kind of day
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| Whoa whoa, whoa whoa
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| Today was my favorite kind of day |