| Crossing out my problems off the list in my brain
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| If my blood spills onto the carpet we gon' wash out the stains
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| And if the ceiling starts to crumble we could move to LA
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| Yeah, alright
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| Yeah, I’m crossing out my problems off the list in my brain
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| If my blood spills onto the carpet we gon' wash out the stains
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| And if the ceiling starts to crumble we could move to LA
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| Ain’t nothing here to keep us balanced 'cept the liquor and pain
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| She says she loves me but she don’t believe half of what I say
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| And I confess it’s fucking tragic but I built it that way
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| Off of the times I was impulsive let my grip slip astray
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| I started smoking once again just to get rid of the pain
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| It’s okay
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| I breathe in, you breathe out
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| We lie here thinking 'bout
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| Everything all around
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| So alert to all sound
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| The knocks on the windows the floors always creek
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| So we take a lil' peak and get back in the sheets
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| It’s a whole 'nother world in this valley of streets
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| But we choose to embrace all that we cannot see so
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| We swim for miles while the sky is fading
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| Breathe in like fires in the air just waiting
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| I won’t be back home soon
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| I’ll be falling out the window, falling out the window
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| We swim for miles while the sky is fading
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| Breathe in like fires in the air just waiting
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| I won’t be back home soon
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| I’ll be falling out the window, falling out the window
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| (I won’t be back home soon
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| I’ll be falling out the window)
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| I’ll be falling out the window |