| Children of the dark
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| The broken-hearted and forbidden
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| Our shadows are the only ones that listen
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| And today, I cut myself for your attention
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| Through the night, we’ll walk a mile screaming
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| She’s sharp like a needle
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| She pokes right into my veins
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| (Into my veins, into my veins, into my veins)
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| And I don’t know how much I can take
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| She’s sharp like a needle
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| She pokes right into my veins
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| (Into my veins, into my veins, into my veins)
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| And I don’t know how much I can take
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| Don’t know how much I can take
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| Don’t know how much I can take
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| Don’t know how much I can take
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| Don’t know how much I can
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| Crawling through the cracks, my fingernails ar painted black
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| Load up on guns and kill your friends, we’r living young and dying fast
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| Close the door before you leave and make sure never to come back
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| Blood is dripping down the walls, there’s bodies piling up in stacks
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| And the worst thing of it all is that I chuckled and I laughed, screaming |