| I swear I’ve been here before, there’s a war in my heart
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| Inside my chest is a thorn, it’s been torn from the start
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| The picture painted is warped, the hearts aching and scarred
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| Music’s the band-aid I’m too afraid to take this shit off
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| Another drink at the bar, but I’m not drunk enough
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| Each shot burns less but the chest isn’t numbin' up
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| A voice keeps talkin' in my head and I’ma fuck him up
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| Fill the gun with lead and bust until the pump shuts him up
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| Emos and rockers and rockers and emos
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| Another shot of some vodka to get myself up off of my ego
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| There’s a door to my conscience, I can’t unlock it or see the peephole
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| This angel held my baggage and then vanished like where did she go
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| I was beside her but I was walking by myself though
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| Break the silence with my cell phone it doesn’t help though
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| I can’t believe this is happening, sinking into depression
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| I’ve been here before and now I’m back again
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| I keep fallin, I keep fallin, I keep fallin, down the rain
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| Keeps pourin, keeps pourin, I don’t know if I can get up today
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| Keep fallin, I keep fallin, fallin, down the rain
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| Keeps pourin, keeps pourin, I don’t know if I can get up today
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| 6 am hung over leaving my booty call watch the sunrise
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| Head over I-5 headed North but there’s no sign of sunshine
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| Empty brandy bottles spilled on the forgotten memories
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| Know I gotta let her go I’m just to selfish to set it free
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| Life forced release, two hours later I just got up and bounced
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| If she could only see me now head lost swallowed and drowned
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| The path is up but I followed it down
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| A man gone and hollowed out because you opened it up
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| You can’t start over now
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| What’s to keep going for?
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| Validated by drunken whores
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| Bloody knuckles so numb and sore from punching these rusty doors
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| Freeway signs underpasses man stranded dusty mattress
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| This world is bipolar, beautiful for some for others the fuckin' saddest
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| So sick of lugging baggage
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| All I got is drugs and alcohol and these cuts of passion
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| Brain serenade razorblade, punk madness
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| Pain is love plug the drain but the rain keeps crashing like |