| I don't think you wanted it |
| Not like I wanted it |
| You forgave the razor, chewed and swallowed it |
| With a mouth full of blood for the grudge |
| Spit on the foundation, the only thing that ever held you up |
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| And then you lied about the reason |
| Until that reason got taken away |
| I bet it shined like a beacon |
| And when the shine got taken away |
| I said |
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| I know everything about the struggle |
| I know everything about the shame |
| Never thought that razor would dull so much |
| And be able to cut so clean |
| Ain't ever been the type to run away |
| I ain't ever leavin' |
| Ain't ever been the type to run away from shit |
| I ain't ever leavin' |
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| And when your mind gets to seething |
| You gotta bury that bullshit away |
| You got caught up not believing |
| The one thing you were trying to say |
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| I know everything about destruction |
| I know everything about decay |
| Never thought that razor would dull so much |
| And be able to cut so fucking clean |
| Ain't ever been the type to run away |
| I ain't ever leaving |
| Ain't ever been the type to run away from shit |
| I ain't ever leavin', I ain't ever leavin' |
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| And I can't stop my brain |
| I can't stop the words, I can't explain |
| The joy it brings to get what I deserve |
| And it's a middle finger, it's a Cheshire grin |
| An amalgamation of fucked up things |
| So come hell or high water, we burn or we swim |
| But we're never giving in |
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| Didn't I say run? |
| Didn't I say, didn't I? |
| Didn't I say run? |
| Ain't ever been the type to run away |
| Ain't ever been the type to run away |
| I ain't ever leavin' |
| I ain't ever leavin' |
| I never owed you anything |
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| And I can't stop my brain |
| I can't stop the words, I can't explain |
| The joy it brings to get what I deserve |
| And it's a middle finger, it's a cheshire grin |
| An amalgamation of fucked up things |
| So come hell or high water, we burn or we swim |
| But we're never giving in |
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