| I don’t care about no money
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| You don’t have to work so hard
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| Trying to make a fuss it’s funny
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| How far is far?
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| You don’t need to feed no family
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| We’re just in it for the fun
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| Gotta get a rush when you have me
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| What’s done is done
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| Lower than I thought we’d go
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| Multicoloured truth on show
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| Why’d the guilt spread so slow?
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| Get it out of me
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| Are you happy with the choice you made?
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| Cut your hair and paint your face
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| Take your secrets to the grave
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| Can’t get it out of me
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| Do you belong to the cold night air?
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| Feeling safe in the clothes you wear
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| Missing out but we never go
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| Lay your face against the snow
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| Does it taste good when it hits your throat?
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| A rush of blood and an empty note
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| Coming down with nothing to show
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| But wasted days spent alone
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| You say it’s all cos you’re lonely
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| But I see you every day
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| Getting all thin and boney
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| Wasting away
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| You really think that no one will miss you
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| You really think that no one will care
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| You really think that nobody’s listening
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| That life is unfair
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| Lower than I thought we’d go
|
| Multicoloured truth on show
|
| Why’d the guilt spread so slow?
|
| Get it out of me
|
| Are you happy with the choice you made?
|
| Cut your hair and paint your face
|
| Take your secrets to the grave
|
| Can’t get it out of me
|
| Do you belong to the cold night air?
|
| Feeling safe in the clothes you wear
|
| Missing out but we never go
|
| Lay your face against the snow
|
| Does it taste good when it hits your throat?
|
| A rush of blood and an empty note
|
| Coming down with nothing to show
|
| Wasted days spent alone
|
| Do you belong to the cold night air?
|
| Feeling safe in the clothes you wear
|
| Missing out but we never go
|
| Lay your face against the snow
|
| Does it taste good when it hits your throat?
|
| A rush of blood and an empty note
|
| Coming down with nothing to show
|
| Wasted days spent alone |