| I wanna fall asleep forever
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| I wanna learn to disappear
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| Can you take away the mess, that’s been building in my chest
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| Drowning out the song I used to hear
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| Love’s a violent word, don’t you forget it
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| I ain’t saying that you ever could
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| I’ve seen my seasons change
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| I was crying out your name
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| Remember when we used to feel so good
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| So don’t forget to love me in damnation
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| For the living I have earned on love gone wrong
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| And we’ll open up old wounds in celebration
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| If we don’t bleed, it don’t feel like a song
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| You got your honest intuition
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| You got your cigarette smoke
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| And I’m all your oldest fears, the black mark on last year
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| But I got the hope you let me hold
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| So let them judge and shove us under
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| And let them do the devil’s work
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| Let them calculate the crimes in all our broken rhymes
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| But let us find the heaven following the hurt
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| So don’t forget to love me in damnation
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| For the living I have earned on love gone wrong
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| And we’ll open up old wounds in celebration
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| If we don’t bleed, it don’t feel like a song |