| I know I gave up things
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| And even fucked up dreams
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| But you’ve been here and now you’re ready to change
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| 'Cause when the weight I pull begins to tear my rope
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| I know you’ll carry me the rest of the way
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| You left me bruised and scared
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| I love the mess we made
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| Even the things we try to hide every day
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| It’s like I fall so short
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| But you just still want more
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| So I will give until you take evry thing
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| I don’t think that I will ever get nough
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| (Of this!)
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| So kill me, I won’t even feel it
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| If you’re with me, all that I can say is
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| It’s the worst I’ve had
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| But I’m falling deeply
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| Yeah, I’m falling deeper in it
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| I woke to bloody hands
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| Another mark on me
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| You left me vacant and I’m starting to think
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| That if I sold my soul and gave you all control
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| I think I’ve paid with all this struggle for peace
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| I gave it one last chance to let my sickness pass
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| I ran a mile just to fall to your feet
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| So take my everything just let my last word say
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| So they can see I’m not worth remembering
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| So kill me, I won’t even feel it
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| If you’re with me, all that I can say is
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| It’s the worst I’ve had
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| But I’m falling deeply
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| Yeah, I’m falling deeper in it
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| I’ll say «Whoa-oh, whoa-oh
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| It’s the worst thing I’ve ever had»
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| I’ll say «Whoa-oh, whoa-oh
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| It’s the worst thing I’ve ever had»
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| Pacing, all alone
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| Chase me, I’m below
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| Crave me from the soul
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| Or not at all
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| Pacing, all alone
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| Chase me, I’m below
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| Crave me from the soul
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| Or not at all
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| (Ah!)
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| So kill me, I won’t even feel it
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| If you’re with me, all that I can say is
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| It’s the worst I’ve had
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| But I’m falling deeply
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| Yeah, I’m falling deeper in it
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| So kill me, I won’t even feel it
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| If you’re with me, all that I can say is
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| It’s the worst I’ve had
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| But I’m falling deeply
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| Yeah, I’m falling deeper in it
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| Pacing, all alone
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| Chase me, I’m below
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| Crave me from the soul
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| Or not at all |