| What I want from you is empty your head
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| But they say be true, don’t stay in your bed
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| And we do what we need to be free
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| And it leans on me like a rootless tree
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| What I want from us is empty our minds
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| But we fake, we fuss and fracture the times
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| We go blind when we’ve needed to see
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| And this leans on me like a rootless
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| Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you
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| And all we’ve been through
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| I said leave it, leave it, leave it
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| It’s nothing to you
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| And if you hate me, hate me
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| Hate me and hate me so good
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| That you just let me out
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| Let me out, let me out?
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| Of this hell when you’re around
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| Let me out, let me out, let me out
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| Hell when you’re around
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| Let me out, let me out, let me out
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| What I want from this is learn to let go
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| No, not of you, of all that’s been told
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| Killers re-invent and believe
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| And this leans on me like a rootless
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| Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you
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| And all we’ve been through
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| I said leave it, leave it
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| Leave it, it’s nothing to you
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| And you hate me, hate me
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| Hate me and hate me so good
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| That you just let me out
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| Let me out, let me out?
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| Of this hell when you’re around
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| Let me out, let me out, let me out, let me out
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| Let me out, let me out, let me out, let me out
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| Fuck you, fuck you, love you
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| And all you’ve been through
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| I said leave it, leave it
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| Leave it, it’s nothing to you |