| Hey Soul… There's alot you don’t know
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| How could you do that to me?
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| Attach yourself without warning!
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| I need to be numb
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| For a little while, and make it ok
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| Cut my soul away with razors and knives
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| It’s better to leave broke in this disease
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| It Kills.(I suffocate).Everything I try to be
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| Leaves me empty…
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| Leaking gasoline
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| Even though she wants me
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| I’ll take the morphine so I can’t feel anything
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| I need to be numb
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| For a little while, and make it ok
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| Cut my soul away with razors and knives
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| It’s better to leave broke in this disease. |
| (I suffocate)…
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| Everything I try to be, leaves me empty…
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| Leaves me empty… On skinned knees… First-String…
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| It may not matter anyway…
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| My heart… Another mental breakdown I pushed down
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| Open up the set and make your move
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| What colors your thread? |
| The virus in the skin…
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| (She's got a virus in her skin)
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| Will you stitch me up to heal?
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| Like bridges with gaps that collapse and die?
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| Leaving me open, injecting poison…
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| Be still my beating heart…
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| It’s better to leave broke in this disease
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| I can’t bare (I suffocate)…
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| Everything I try to be, leaves me empty…
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| Leaves me empty… On skinned knees… First-String…
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| I’ve died a thousand deaths because I couldn’t stop myself!
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| I’ve died a thousand deaths because I couldn’t stop myself! |