| Never been so in tune with sin before
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| Morality trapped inside revolving door
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| But what good did that ever have in store?
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| I want you to burn me to the core
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| I bleed so I have to hurt you
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| With the armours still intact
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| Heighten my senses and
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| Pain them black
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| Can’t bring myself to believe in deliverance
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| So I hide an empire behind the blue
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| Wait for you to dig deeper and deeper to
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| Million miles an hour against the tidal wave
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| Feel the drops of decadence
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| Oozing away
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| Pure gone obsolete and distained
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| Escaping daylight in your eyes
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| Makes me realize that I’m the beautiful lie
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| I’m sure you didn’t mean it that way
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| Yeah I’m not entitled but I’ll beg you to stay
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| Twisted wrist still clutches to your name
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| Can’t bring myself to return to innocence
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| The taste of you still lingers in me
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| It pins me down, tormenting me, so bittersweet
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| Million miles an hour against the tidal wave
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| Feel the drops of decadence
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| Feeding my crave
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| Million miles an hour against the tidal wave
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| Feel the drops of decadence
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| Oozing away
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| So obsolete and distained
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| Million miles an hour against the tidal wave
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| Feel the drops of decadence
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| Oozing away
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| And I believe
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| In another dawn for you and me
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| Until then I’m satisfied
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| Remaining profaned
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| So obsolete and distained |