| Lay your head down, sing me to sleep as I come undone
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| I fell out of love with myself
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| I’ve got a bad heart, in more ways than one
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| Gotta tell you, the last few days, weeks, months and years have been kind of
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| rough
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| Drink in the dark for a while, so I go out with a smile and I guess that’ll be
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| enough
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| I’m sorry that I couldn’t make the pieces fit
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| I’m so far adrift
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| In an ocean you don’t even know exists
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| This is more than a rainy day, this is a hurricane
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| We are one
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| Empires pulled apart by stones
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| We are one
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| But we were never Rome
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| Sit alone at home pick apart my thoughts remind myself, even the best things
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| run their course
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| Sitting, drinking, trying to bring myself back from the brink
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| But I’m a lost cause, and I’m starting to sink
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| So I pick myself up, write myself off
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| I’m shooting for death, but clearly not doing enough
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| I’m not doing enough
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| Fell by the wayside, getting high more than ever now
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| And I never found the strength, to put the bottle down, my fire’s burnt out
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| My old lover, my old friend
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| I’ve been thinking about dying again
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| My hands have got the shakes as I put pen to paper in your name for the last
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| time
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| Let myself down time, after time
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| Tell myself lie after lie
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| And the sun shines lightly through the window pane
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| I think this could be the morning of my final day
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| And I need you to do this final thing for me
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| There’s still gold in my heart, so bury me deep
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| My old lover, my old friend
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| I’ve been thinking about dying again
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| My old lover, my old friend
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| Everyone of you means everything
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| And the sun shines lightly through the window pane
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| I think this could be the morning of my final day
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| And I need you to do this final thing for me
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| There’s still gold in my heart, so bury me deep |