| Got a feeling you were alone and on the run
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| With your suitcase filled with razorblades and turpentine
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| Sad eyes of a scarlet glazed in promises made too divine to be real
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| A runaway too shiftless to know what is wrong don’t make it right
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| And sometimes I wonder if I knew you could I change you
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| Or would you be the same to me right now
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| Your reason to live became a reason to die and now you’re gone
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| I think about you in black in white faded news paint still life memory
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| Of a broken body in a cheap perfume disguise
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| Well I just wanna know you found some peace before you left this place
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| Well it’s alright to be afraid of what your eyes can’t hide
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| With both hands tied
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| Did you sink yourself
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| Did you cheat yourself
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| How did you stray so far to end up here
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| To know yourself is to destroy yourself
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| And what you are you could not hide
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| The truth is all I have to understand
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| Sound and bled instant fame in red
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| Now you’re in the spotlight again
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| A different tale with a darker twist
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| But for sure you knew that you would always be the star
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| No lost innocence because there never was just you and the world
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| No fairy tale could ever end like this it’s just another bad luck tale
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| All used up and on the run from you |