| What a shame I heard the understudy died under the knife
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| Crying backwards under bedroom lights
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| The operation, congratulations
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| I don’t think you’ll ever want to love me
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| You’d better listen to your doctor, doctor
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| Sober up and bury the empty cup
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| In a backyard of Seattle, we used to lie
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| When I sew you up
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| Don’t let me stop bleeding
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| Tiny stitches that you placed into my skin
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| Won’t let me go, oh no, oh no
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| And they’re ruining the mood
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| So I’ll toast every beat of my heart like a miracle
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| And I don’t think you’ll ever want to love me
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| You’d better listen to your doctor
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| Doctors lie, lie, lie if the dollar is right
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| Oh my sweet little girl, hold your mouth and you’ll be alright
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| «Gather round, gather round!
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| Ladies and gentlemen, come from far, come from wide
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| The moment you’ve all been waiting for
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| Tonight, join us as we explore the spine-chilling mystery of death!
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| And the miracle of resurrection!»
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| Please understand me when I’d rather see you dead
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| Than live without me so thirsty for more
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| Beyond the sea blue light, I met the love of my life
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| She’d rather see me dead than face me
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| I like your starry eyes, they yell «Surprise, surprise!»
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| I’m in love, but not for long
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| Our operation, call off the operation
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| Our operation, call off, off, off
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| Another wave has turned its back on me
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| Crashed back on the eyes of the first I see
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| Can’t count on anything (If your delicate eyes don’t blink someday)
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| For you, I’d count the salt under the sea (They might as well be gone)
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| (Might as well be gone) |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Currents Convulsive , by - Pierce The Veil. Song from the album A Flair For The Dramatic, in the genre Пост-хардкор