| By the house where you grew up
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| you sink your teeth into me
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| for what feels like an eternity
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| Who knew you had it in you
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| There is blood everywhere
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| seeping through every crack and tear
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| How can you, how can you see it
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| any other way than my
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| How can you, how can you wield it
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| into something tangible
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| How?
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| I rip a pieace from the plaid shirt
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| you bought me back in '02
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| I really don’t know what else to do
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| How can you, how can you see it
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| any other way than my
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| How can you, how can you wield it
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| into something tangible
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| How can you, how can you leave it
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| held together by a lie |