| I’ve died one million times now I’m buried in the pavement
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| Lying face down, everything went black before I even closed my eyes
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| And you will never know what hate is
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| To feel your insides burn away and want to end your life to numb the fucking
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| pain
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| So let the first snow fall
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| And bury me under 6 feet of regret
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| You’ve got your trophy now leave me to my hate with no regrets
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| I am the deepest shade of Jaded
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| This is a love song, a threnody for these years of worthless waste
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| And now my hatred’s all I fucking have left
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| I’ve never had the words to say, but I can quote them all
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| I am human and I need to be loved just like everybody else does
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| So Morrissey please sing me to sleep (sing me to sleep)
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| As I live and breathe you have killed me, you have killed me
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| I’m not your puppet, so cut the strings and free me from your hands
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| Get fucking over me
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| Move!
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| My fucking pain is my paycheck
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| Get fucking over me!
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| This is where it all begins
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| Two EP’s and a full length later and I still can’t let go of you
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| I’ve never had the words to say, but I can quote them all
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| I am human and I need to be loved just like everybody else does
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| So Morrissey please sing me to sleep (sing me to sleep)
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| As I live and breathe you have killed me, you have killed me
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| You’ve got your trophy now leave me to my hate with no regrets
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| I am the deepest shade of Jaded
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| Precision with incision is a tedious remark
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| With all the visions of submission of the fibers in your heart
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| Penetration validation for as sick as it may seem
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| Is all a morbid demonstration of what helps me to sleep
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| Fuck your pretty face!
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| Fuck your pretty face!
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| I’m not your puppet! |