| I don’t understand how someone can say that they love something,
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| and just walk away
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| Just when it gets hard, and you if you love something, you have to fight with
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| every breath that you take
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| Till your muscles stop moving
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| And no longer reaches your lung, and the air that you breathe no longer reaches
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| your lungs
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| And you think your actions through
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| We think them through
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| And it makes me sick
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| Of all these kids that say, my scene sucks, and then they just walk away
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| And it’s hard to sit through every fight with you
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| When you just get up and walk away every single night
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| And when you get up to fucking leave, you just walk away
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| When if you love something, don’t walk away |