| Shadows settle on the place that you left
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| Our minds are troubled by the emptiness
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| Destroy the middle, it’s a waste of time
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| From the perfect start to the finish line
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| And if you’re still breathing, you’re the lucky ones
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| 'Cause most of us are heaving through corrupted lungs
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| Setting fire to our insides for fun
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| Collecting names of the lovers that went wrong
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| The lovers that went wrong
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| We are the reckless, we are the wild youth
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| Chasing visions of our futures
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| One day we’ll reveal the truth
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| That one will die before he gets there
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| And if you’re still bleeding, you’re the lucky ones
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| 'Cause most of our feelings, they are dead and they are gone
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| We’re setting fire to our insides for fun
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| Collecting pictures from a flood that wrecked our home
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| It was a flood that wrecked this home
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| And you caused it
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| And you caused it
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| And you caused it
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| Well, I’ve lost it all, I’m just a silhouette
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| A lifeless face that you’ll soon forget
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| And my eyes are damp from the words you left
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| Ringing in my head, when you broke my chest
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| Ringing in my head, when you broke my chest
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| And if you’re in love, then you are the lucky one
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| 'Cause most of us are bitter over someone
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| Setting fire to our insides for fun
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| To distract our hearts from ever missing them
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| But I’m forever missing him
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| And you caused it
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| And you caused it
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| And you caused it |