| I, I keep a record of the wreckage in my life
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| I gotta recognize the weapon in my mind
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| They talk shit, but I love it every time
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| And I realize
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| I've tasted blood and it is sweet
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| I've had the rug pulled beneath my feet
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| I've trusted lies and so in men
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| Broke down and put myself back together again
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| Stared in the mirror and punched it to shatters
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| Collected the pieces and picked out the dagger
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| I've pinched my skin in between my two fingers
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| And wished I could cut some parts off with some scissors
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| Come on, could you maybe give me a smile?
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| No, I ain't got nothing to smile about
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| I got no one to smile for, I've waited a while for
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| A moment to say "I don't owe you a Goddamn thing"
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| I, I keep a record of the wreckage in my life
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| I gotta recognize the weapon in my mind
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| They talk shit, but I love it every time
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| And I realize
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| No sweet dream but I'm a hell of a night
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| That I'm no sweet dream, but I'm a hell of a night
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| No, I won't smile, but I'll show you my teeth
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| And I'ma let you speak if you just let me breathe
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| I've been polite, but won't be caught dead
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| Letting a man tell me what I should do in my bed
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| Keep my exes in check in my basement
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| 'Cause kindness is weakness, or worse, you're complacent
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| I could play nice, or I could be a bully
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| I'm tired and angry, but somebody should be
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| Come on, could you maybe give me a smile?
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| No, I ain't got nothing to smile about
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| I got no one to smile for, I've waited a while for
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| A moment to say "I don't owe you a Goddamn thing"
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| I, I keep a record of the wreckage in my life
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| I gotta recognize the weapon in my mind
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| They talk shit, but I love it every time
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| And I realize
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| I keep a record of the wreckage in my life
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| I gotta recognize the weapon in my mind
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| They talk shit, but I love it every time
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| And I realize
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| Someone like me can be a real nightmare, completely aware
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| And I'd rather be a real nightmare than die unaware
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| Someone like me can be a real nightmare, completely aware
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| But I'm glad to be a real nightmare, so save me your prayers
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| I keep a record of the wreckage in my life
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| I gotta recognize the weapon in my mind
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| They talk shit, but I love it every time
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| And I realize
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| I'm hell of nightmare (I gotta weapon in my mind)
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| I'm hell of nightmare (I gotta weapon in my mind)
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| I'm hell of nightmare (The real nightmare)
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| I'm hell of nightmare (The real nightmare)
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| I'm hell of nightmare |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Nightmare , by - The Veer Union. Song from the album Covers Collection, Vol. 1, in the genre Альтернатива