| She said don’t you ever stop trying
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| I told her I would not, but I was lying
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| I’m afraid of seeing things dying
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| Don’t you ever stop trying
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| Nothing dies easy and nothing dies tasteful
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| Nothing dies happy and nothing dies faithful
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| Keep your last words to the world, they won’t be graceful
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| Nothing dies easy and nothing dies tasteful
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| I’ve learned to live in the shapeless art
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| Blood still beats from a graceless heart
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| I’m gonna take yours and tear it apart
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| Oh, I’m gonna take yours and tear it apart
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| Nothing dies easy and nothing dies tasteful
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| Nothing dies happy and nothing dies faithful
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| Keep your last words to the world, they won’t be graceful
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| Nothing dies easy
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| I’ve got a plan, we’re gonna shake it up
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| I’ll let you do whatever you want
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| You give me what I want, we’ll call it love
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| And I’ll be happy with what I got
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| My blood is burning if you’re the departed
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| My heart is broken if you’re broken hearted
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| Oh, girl, I know you know it
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| I gotta go, I gotta go, I gotta go
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| I’m in my boxers
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| I’m in my leather boots
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| My feet are beating down a southern road
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| Your tears are dry and red
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| Divine and true
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| But honesty ain’t gonna save my soul
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| My blood is burning if you’re the departed
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| My heart is broken if you’re broken hearted
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| Oh, girl, I know you know it
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| I gotta go, I gotta go, I gotta go
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| Dying, dying
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| Nothing dies easy and nothing dies tasteful
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| Nothing dies happy and nothing dies faithful
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| Keep your last words to the world, they won’t be graceful
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| Nothing dies easy and nothing dies tasteful
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| I’ve learned to live in the shapeless art
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| Blood still beats from a graceless heart
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| I’m gonna take yours and tear it apart
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| Oh, I’m gonna take yours and tear it apart
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| Nothing dies easy and nothing dies tasteful
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| Nothing dies happy and nothing dies faithful
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| Keep your last words to the world, they won’t be graceful
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| Nothing dies easy |