| Thank god for sending demons.
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| Yeah those boys get me through
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| My lord you give me reasons,
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| these treasures came from you
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| I walk on rescued features,
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| I won’t get over you
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| Maybe I was the seizure,
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| too bad you made it through
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| Too bad you made it through
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| So one of those busted highways
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| seem to follow you?
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| Just look at what the sky says,
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| I don’t belong to you
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| I don’t belong to you
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| Another broken bottle —
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| just one more then I’m through
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| Darling I’m chasing shackles
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| hoping without a clue
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| A beast of basic battles
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| Another year that’s far
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| I killed the source of fashion
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| I swear and slice my car
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| I swear and slice my car
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| So all of those busted highways
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| seem to follow you?
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| Just look at what the sky says,
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| I don’t belong to you
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| I don’t belong to you
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| Instrumental
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| So all of those busted highways
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| seem to follow you?
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| Just look at what the sky says,
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| I don’t belong to you
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| I don’t belong to you
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| Thank god for sending demons.
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| Yeah those boys get me through
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| Just look at what the sky says,
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| I don’t belong to you
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| I don’t belong to you |