| I guess I’m picking up the pieces summoning a dark force
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| I guess I’m picking up the pieces left by our collision course
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| I get it, come on, move me along
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| How long till death can take us on?
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| Bury my scars, I’ll take the hit
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| Polish the blade and sharpen it
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| Oblivion! |
| May have left us bare but that’s the price we pay for innocence
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| Did you think of me when he reached down to kiss you?
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| Picking up the pieces fucking with the wrong crowd
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| I guess I’m picking up the pieces living in the wrong town
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| I guess it’s a sign for me to leave
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| All of the things we used to be
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| Burn and dissolve into the air
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| When you’re awake you’ll find me there
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| Oblivion! |
| May have left us bare but that’s the price we pay for innocence
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| Did you think of me when he reached down to kiss you?
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| Down down down down down
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| Down down down down down
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| Down down down down down
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| Down down down down down
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| But once a word is said it means nothing
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| Once a word is said it means nothing at all
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| Once a word is said it means nothing
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| Once a word is said it means…
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| Every little thing that I’ve said
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| Every whisper, every word that I’ve spoken, devoted to things unholy
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| Every little thing that I’ve said
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| Every whisper, every word I have spoken, devoted to impending
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| Oblivion! |
| May have left us bare but that’s the price we pay for innocence
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| Did you think of me when he reached down to kiss you?
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| Down down down down down
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| Down down down down down
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| Down down down down down
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| Down down down down down |