| I’ll mess your makeup, show me again
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| I can reduce you and I can pretend
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| It’s handfuls, crow’s nest
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| Help me forget
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| I’ve made a prison so I can’t get too far
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| Made it my mission to analyze the scar
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| I want to beg you, put out the fire
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| Read me the reasons, show me the shots
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| I sow the seeds for
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| Hands that feed me
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| I’ve made a prison so I can’t get too far
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| Made it my mission to analyze the scar
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| This blister’s skip on the surface
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| I’m deep with blood in the tub
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| Shameless, I’m dancing with the black dove
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| I’m burnt and inked with a dark brand
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| Boring, sulking through the sieve
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| I think I’ve offered you all I can give
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| I’m in our old room, stroke on the sun
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| Give me good reasons because I have none
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| Your reach exceeds
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| All my needs
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| I’ve made a prison so I can’t get too far
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| Made it my mission to analyze the scar |