| Forgive me for the lies I’ve told
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| I know my story’s getting old
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| But please just hear me out one last time
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| Long before I’d popped pills and swam in unpaid bills
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| There was a time I felt something other than restlessness at night
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| Mother grabbed me by the hair
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| Threw me down the stairs
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| Picked me up and cried
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| Stayed till I was breathing right
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| A fucking household prisoner
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| There were scratches on my neck
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| Bruises on my arms
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| Living check to check
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| Driving broken cars
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| I gave up counting sheep
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| Cus I never fucking sleep
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| Packing my things and I’m moving away
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| Forget you ever even knew who I was
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| And when you hear my voice or see my face
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| I hope it gives a decent taste
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| Of what it’s like to feel so unloved
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| I had my first suicidal thoughts when I was 13 years old
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| Was taken by the idea of an escape
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| I saw my best friends father beat his mother till she couldn’t walk
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| He grabbed my head and said you better not talk
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| Family members die
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| Choosing different sides
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| Some I’ll never see
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| Split my family tree right in half
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| And you’re okay with that
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| Packing my things and I’m moving away
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| Forget you ever even knew who I was
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| And when you hear my voice or see my face
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| I hope it gives a decent taste
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| Of what it’s like to feel so unloved
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| It’s been a minute since we last spoke
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| And when you call my phone I think I always choke
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| There just ain’t a whole lot left for me to say
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| Looking back now I can say I’m proud
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| Blending with the crowd
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| Maybe I’m more human than you’d like to believe
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| And I’m packing my things and I’m moving away
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| Forget you ever even knew who I was
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| And when you hear my voice or see my face
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| I hope it gives a decent taste
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| Of what it’s like to feel so unloved |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Findlay , by - Landon Tewers. Song from the album Dead Kid, in the genre Иностранный рок