| I am giving up and giving in
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| To the unknown, what might have been
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| Out of my hands, out of control
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| Out of my mind, a strangle hold
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| Oh if I look back now
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| I’ll only wish I were dead
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| I remember too much
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| Everything you said
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| Granted a wish, you left me for dead
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| Spit in my face, talked shit about me
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| Sold down the river
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| Cast out to sea
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| I am at a loss, nothing to gain
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| Bled into day, mouthful of sand
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| Under the sun, burnt out my eyes
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| Pulled out my heart, left bleeding out
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| Oh as I look back now
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| I know I’d be better off dead
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| You led me into a house on fire
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| Promised me your sweet desire
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| Chasing love down a lonely street
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| Where desperation and dead ends meet
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| Manic depression moves in like a storm
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| Dressed up for my funeral, torn and worn
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| I walk at night, all alone
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| And whistle past the graveyard
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| Bled into day, mouthful of sand
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| Under the sun, burnt out my eyes
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| Pulled out my heart, left bleeding out
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| I know I’d be better off dead
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| Cut my teeth with heartbroken bones
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| We couldn’t do it together
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| And I can’t do it alone
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| A love letter to the hangman from you
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| Licked shut and sealed with a kiss
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| Oh, as I look back now
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| I know I’d be better off dead |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Whistle Past the Graveyard , by - Knives Out!. Song from the album Left in the Lurch, in the genre Альтернатива