| Wake up
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| Grab a brush and put on a little makeup
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| Hide the scars to fade away the shakeup
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| Why'd you leave the keys upon the table?
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| Here you go, create another fable
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| You wanted to
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| Grab a brush and put a little makeup
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| You wanted to
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| Hide the scars to fade away the shakeup
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| You wanted to
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| Why'd you leave the keys upon the table?
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| You wanted to
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| I don't think you trust
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| In my self-righteous suicide
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| I cry when angels deserve to die
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| Wake up
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| Grab a brush and put on a little makeup
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| Hide the scars to fade away the (Hide the scars to fade away the)
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| Why'd you leave the keys upon the table?
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| Here you go, create another fable
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| You wanted to
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| Grab a brush and put a little makeup
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| You wanted to
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| Hide the scars to fade away the shakeup
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| You wanted to
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| Why'd you leave the keys upon the table?
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| You wanted to
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| I don't think you trust
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| In my self-righteous suicide
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| I cry when angels deserve to die
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| In my self-righteous suicide
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| I cry when angels deserve to die
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| Father! |
| (Father!)
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| Father! |
| (Father!)
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| Father! |
| (Father!)
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| Father! |
| (Father!) |
| Father, into your hands I commend my spirit
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| Father, into your hands
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| Why have you forsaken me?
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| In your eyes forsaken me
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| In your thoughts forsaken me
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| In your heart forsaken me, oh
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| Trust in my self-righteous suicide
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| I cry when angels deserve to die
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| In my self-righteous suicide
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| I cry when angels deserve to die |