| Dead lights & empty bottles
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| Another year is hard to swallow
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| Let’s build this up just to break it down
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| Let’s build this up just to break it down again
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| Foreign lands & inner struggles
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| Your demands have gotten shallow
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| Let’s build this up just to break it down
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| Let’s build this up just to break it down again
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| Cut the cord I can make it on my own
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| You never mattered anyway
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| When I lost you I found my place
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| But I can’t get you from my clothes
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| I’ll never stand outside your window
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| Below the soil & the dirt
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| Are all my friends that have my heart
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| My families gone & all that’s left
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| Is this stupid song & a hole in my chest
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| Well I’m still here & I’m still breathing
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| This half of my heart is hardly beating
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| She keeps repeating all that she needed
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| But I don’t care I like this distance
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| Cut the cord I can make it on my own
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| You never mattered anyway
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| When I lost you I found my place
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| But I can’t get you from my clothes
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| I’ll never stand outside your window
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| Let’s build this up just to break, break, break it down
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| All my friends are gone & they’re not coming back again
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| Let’s build this up just to break, break, break it down |