| You have lost all the colors you picture in your memory
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| Let it snow, you’re all I can see at the end of the road
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| You have lost, you can’t get it get it get it
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| You are all I see at the end of the road, I can show you it all
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| We’re so pure
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| Bleach the memory, take back everything
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| We’re so low
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| I can’t begin to be myself again
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| Even though you got in my head again
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| Bleach the colors erase the letters
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| I can show you so much better
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| I can show you it all
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| We’re so pure
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| Bleach the memory, take back everything
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| We’re so low
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| I can’t begin to be myself again
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| I need a place where I can come and rest
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| A place where I can lay my head
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| We’re so low
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| I can’t begin to be myself again
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| Fill my lungs drown in bleach
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| So get it through your head I’m not over this
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| You may want peace but I’m here for revenge
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| Bleach the colors
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| Erase the letters
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| You are all I see at the end of the road
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| I can show you it all
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| We’re so pure
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| Bleach the memory, take back everything
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| We’re so low
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| I can’t begin to be myself again
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| I need a place where I can come and rest
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| A place where I can lay my head
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| We’re so low
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| Fill my lungs drown in bleach |