| Sunshine,
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| There aint a thing that you can do that’s gonna ruin my night.
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| (But there’s just something about you.)
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| This dizzy dreamer and her bleeding little blue boy,
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| Licking your fingers like you’re done and,
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| You decided there is so much more than me.
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| And baby honestly it’s harder breathing next to you,
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| I shake,
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| I brought a gun in as the preacher tried to stop me,
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| Hold my heart it’s beating for you anyway.
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| What if I can’t forget you?
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| I’ll burn your name into my throat,
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| I’ll be the fire that will catch you.
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| What’s so good about picking up the pieces?
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| None of the colors ever light up anymore in this hole.
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| Nobody prays for the heartless.
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| Nobody gives another penny for the selfish,
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| You’re learning how to taste what you kill now.
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| Don’t mind me, I’m just reaching for your necklace.
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| Talkin to my mama bout this little girl from Texas.
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| What if I can’t forget you?
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| I’ll burn your name into my throat,
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| I’ll be the fire that will catch you.
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| What’s so good about picking up the pieces?
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| None of the colors ever light up anymore in this hole.
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| Just give her back to me,
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| You know I can’t afford the medicine that feeds what I need.
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| So baby what if I can’t forget you?
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| (What if I can’t forget you?)
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| Am I invisible ink,
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| Like a shadow on the wall,
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| Just go, oh no.
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| You can’t just throw me away.
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| So what if I can’t forget you?
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| I’ll burn your name into my throat.
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| I’ll be the fire that’ll catch you.
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| And what’s so good about picking up the pieces?
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| What if I don’t even want to?
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| Oh, oh. |
| Oh, oh. |
| Oh. |
| Oh, oh. |
| Oh, oh, oh. |
| Oh, oh. |
| Oh, oh. |
| Oh.
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| What if I can’t forget you?
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| I’ll burn your name into my throat,
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| I’ll be the fire that’ll catch you.
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| What’s so good about picking up the pieces?
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| None of the colors ever light up anymore in this hole.
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| Just give her back to me,
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| You know I can’t afford the medicine that feeds what I need.
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| So baby what if I can’t forget you?
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| (What if I can’t forget you?)
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| What’s so good about picking up the pieces?
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| What’s so good about?
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| What’s so good about?
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| What’s so good about picking up the pieces? |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Caraphernelia , by - Pierce The Veil. Song from the album Selfish Machines (Reissue), in the genre Пост-хардкор