| I’ve got a sunburn to peel the daggers off your tongue
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| Young and dumb I’m rotting like a bed sore
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| In a cold case that’s never gonna be more than scratching at the walls
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| While you’re waiting for a bullet to come
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| All along I’ve been treading in the deep end
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| Throw my mirror in the cupboard for the weekend
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| Try and put together pieces while I’m dreaming
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| But nothing’s adding up to a thing but a hole in the head
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| And if I had a dime, for every time that I lost it
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| I’d buy some piece of mind
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| This is the time and I’ve got to let go
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| Learn to forget everything that I know
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| Holding on but I keep slipping
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| This is the place and I’m burning it down
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| Starting a fire, I can never put out
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| Try and run but I keep tripping
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| I’ve got to shake these visions
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| I need a firearm to keep me safe in these parts
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| Dodging weapons that are trained to rip a soft heart
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| Into pieces that are never gonna be more than scratching at the walls
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| While you’re waiting for the end of the world
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| Every step I take I learn some things the hard way
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| Time to cover up my bruises like its ok
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| Always bury shit the deepest in a hallway
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| Flashing like a flood, not a thing but a thorn in my side
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| And if I had a dime, for every time that I lost it
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| I’d buy some piece of mind
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| This is the time and I’ve got to let go
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| Learn to forget everything that I know
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| Holding on but I keep slipping
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| This is the place and I’m burning it down
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| Starting a fire, I can never put out
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| Try and run but I keep tripping
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| I’ve got to shake these visions
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| I’ve got to shake these visions
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| I know you like my sunburn, it suits me so well, suits me so well
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| I know you like my sunburn, it suits me so well, suits me so well
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| This is the time and I’ve got to let go
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| Learn to forget everything that I know
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| Holding on but I keep slipping
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| This is the place and I’m burning it down
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| Starting a fire, I can never put out
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| Try and run but I keep tripping
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| I’ve got to shake these visions |