| Dear love, you’re not the finest one
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| I guess love wasn’t enough to push, pull, lock and load
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| How is everything that you unload?
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| But it’s nice to see the lump stuck in the spoke of your throat
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| I know you’re sorry… but this time, I need to believe
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| I didn’t believe. |
| I NEEDED TO BELIEVE, IT WASN’T ME
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| Fuck the lies and your good intentions…
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| If you prefer? |
| I can fluctuate putting this in your face
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| HOW LONG will you BE a SHIFTY ONE? |
| You, my love…
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| (I know you’re broken like me)
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| HOW LONG will you BE a SHIFTY ONE?
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| (I know you’re broken like me)
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| How can I ever love? |
| You?
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| You always seem to take too much out of me
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| Everytime that I tried to see
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| But it feels like no one is ever listening
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| You always said that you’d know me forever… Forever…
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| But I can’t believe when you push, pull, lock and load your disease
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| I didn’t believe. |
| I NEEDED TO BELIEVE, IT WASN’T ME
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| Fuck the lies and your good intentions…
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| If you prefer? |
| I can fluctuate putting this in your face
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| HOW LONG will you BE a SHIFTY ONE? |
| You, my love…
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| (I know you’re broken like me)
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| HOW LONG will you BE a SHIFTY ONE?
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| (I know you’re broken like me)
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| How can I ever love? |
| You?
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| You’re dead… You're dead… You're dead to me, you’re dead…
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| You’re dead… You're dead… You're dead to me, you’re dead…
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| WITH A PRETTY FACE…
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| You’re dead to me, nothing you can ever say
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| Will ever bring this back the way…
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| I’ve spent my time in the rotate
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| I’ll never be the same since I kissed the ground
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| For the first time, with the trauma team
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| We’re the comeback KINGS…
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| Fuck the drama Queens
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| (Fuck you drama Queens)
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| When you come back to me, COME BACK CRAWLING!
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| HOW LONG will you BE a SHIFTY ONE? |
| You, my love…
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| (I know you’re broken like me)
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| HOW LONG will you BE a SHIFTY ONE?
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| (I know you’re broken like me)
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| How can I ever love? |
| You?
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| You’re DEAD…
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| You’re DEAD…
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| You’re DEAD…
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| You’re DEAD… |