| Rubbing of stains, keeps the rats away, anxiety stays
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| Darkened houses in a perfect row, stuck on repeat
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| Desperately hunting another high, always end up low
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| Force a reaction by public disgrace
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| The do and the don’ts and the promises, it’s all in your head
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| A thousand zombies got me by the throat
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| While mum is busy writing suicide notes
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| Strangers forever, until death do us part
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| There’s no escape from suburban breakdown
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| Learn to stay down, stand in line again, give em what they want
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| All these kids acting dead on abandoned streets, give em what they need
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| Behind brick walls we’re all falling apart once again Learn to stay down,
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| stand in line again
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| Here comes another scar in the promised land
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| A thousand zombies got me by the throat
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| While mum is busy writing suicide notes
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| Strangers forever, until death do us part
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| There’s no escape from suburban breakdown Suburban Breakdown
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| Rubbing off stains keeps the rats away
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| The anxiety stays
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| Another day on repeat |