| Cover your blackened eyes, and forget about this mess
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| If I haven’t destroyed every little thing…
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| We could leave in the middle of the night
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| With the worst behind us
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| WE’ll smoke these days away until the day we die
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| You better stop before you hurt yourself
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| These words are bullets, have you caught one yet?
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| Don’t give me those sunken eyes
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| This train is racing my heartbeat
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| The lights all slowly fade and stop, stop at a glow
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| Just give me what I need, I’ll swallow anything you know
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| I don’t wanna die empty
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| I don’t wanna live along the lines of ruining everybody’s lives
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| We are the dead generation on a heart attack mission
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| We’re the black-eyed population making heart attack decisions
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| We better stop before we hurt ourselves
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| These words are bullets, have you caught one yet?
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| And life is lying in shambles on the floor
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| And if you haven’t been motherfucked yet, you’ll get yours
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| We better stop before you hurt yourself
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| These words are bullets, have you caught one yet?
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| These words are bullets from the gun you’ve been hiding from me
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| We are the dead generation, staring down the barrel of your gun
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| You’re gone |