| Bury me standing under your window
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| With this cinderblock in hand
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| Yeah cause no one will ever feel like this again
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| And if I could move
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| I’m sure it would only be to crawl
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| Back to you
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| Must’ve dragged my guts a block
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| They were gone by the time we (talked)
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| Whoa I want to hate you half as much
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| As I hate myself
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| You know that I could crush you with my voice
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| Whoa I want to hate you half as much
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| As I hate myself
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| You know that I could crush you with my voice
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| Stood on my roof and tried to see you forgetting about me
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| Hide the details
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| I don’t want to know a thing
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| I hate the way you say my name
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| Like it’s something secret
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| My pen is the barrel of the gun
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| Remind me which side you should be on
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| Whoa I want to hate you half as much
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| As I hate myself
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| But know that I could crush you with my voice
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| Whoa I want to hate you half as much
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| As I hate myself
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| You know that I could crush you with my voice
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| Stood on my roof and tried to see you forgetting about me
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| Hide the details
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| I don’t want to know a thing
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| I wish that I was as invisible
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| As you, Make me feel
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| Wish that I was as invisible
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| As you, make me feel
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| Whoa I want to hate you half as much
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| As I hate my.
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| Whoa I want to hate you half as much
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| As I hate my.
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| Whoa I want to hate you half as much
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| As I hate myself
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| You know that I could crush you with my voice
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| Whoa I want to hate you half as much
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| As I hate myself
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| You know that I could crush you with my voice |