of a pitch black night
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Your anger was your words
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Life, I want to tell without breaking
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Unfinished cigarette side by side with an empty bottle
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they are friends to me now
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of a pitch black night
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Your anger was your words
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Life, I want to tell without breaking
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Unfinished cigarette side by side with an empty bottle
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they are friends to me now
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We're halfway through, I think you should go to bed now
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Mud-coloured dogs, covered with snow
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We want to die because the rent is expensive because the devil gives us an empty plot from hell.
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sold
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We're halfway done, don't be silly anymore
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I am the noise of the night and you are noise reduction
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I wasn't sober one ounce against all the coyotes
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When you cut the beat, my word is not punch anymore
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Let it be half, let your eyes dark
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If you want to go too, let the foxes be ashamed
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Look what we've become, if only we didn't know
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I wish the children didn't die
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We're halfway through, you understand now
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What did we fit in an empty heart, always pain in my stomach
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It was daybreak when the bottles were full of butts, we went to bed
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We were a plane we crashed we were a ship we sank
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of a pitch black night
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Your anger was your words
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Life, I want to tell without breaking
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Unfinished cigarette side by side with an empty bottle
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they are friends to me now
|
of a pitch black night
|
Your anger was your words
|
Life, I want to tell without breaking
|
Unfinished cigarette side by side with an empty bottle
|
they are friends to me now |