| This party’s gone on for far too long
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| And you’re sick of the words in the mouth of that girl
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| Make conversation but too tired to fake it
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| Sharpened to points and dressing up to kill
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| Fuck your slow death scene
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| We want a riot for romance
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| We’re still fearless as hell
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| Carried on sympathy, stretched out in the backseat
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| It’s just one more way to make your mistake
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| We fell for your old tricks with nothing up your sleeve
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| Fuck your slow death scene
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| We want a riot for romance
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| Fuck your slow death scene
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| We want a riot for romance
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| We’re still fearless as hell
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| We want a riot for romance
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| We want a riot for romance
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| We want a riot for romance
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| We’re still fearless as hell
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| Got shocked by sound
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| Head like a sleepy ghost
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| Feel it inside your bones
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| If ever you doubt too long
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| They can’t bring an end to the soul
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| It just won’t be left alone
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| It’s something they can’t control
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| We’re set up to fall
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| We pretend we still dream
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| But the phone never rings
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| Want to go anywhere out of this world |