| This little runaway
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| Against the golden cusp
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| She screams words of distrust
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| To tease me
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| As the motor turns to thrust
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| Her skin the tone of rust
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| Her eyes burning with lust
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| Pray in disbelief
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| This day be done
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| A little switchblade, sister
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| A dreaming of guns
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| Your courage a disease
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| It’s strengthening me
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| Oh I’ll pull the trigger hun, oh girl, and watch it blow up
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| Oh this I have wanted it more
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| While I live in the blank
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| I wish the past could come take it back
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| So I could start it all over
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| Oh this I have pushed to endure
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| Just to find out it’s breaking me
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| Disgustingly fit into unhappily
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| With the absolute questions
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| «Is this what I need? |
| Do I even feel this?»
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| This burden’s mine alone
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| This world will never know
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| As I live with it in tow
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| Oh this I have wanted it more
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| While I live in the blank
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| I wish the past could come take it back
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| So I could start it all over
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| Oh this I have pushed to endure
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| Just to find out it’s breaking me
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| Disgustingly fit into unhappily
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| With the absolute questions
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| «Is this what I need? |
| Do I even feel this?»
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| Oh I need a break
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| From these random reality shifts
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| And mood swings
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| All good boys run home to mommy
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| But you’re not afraid no more
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| Go in through the front door
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| And give em hell, buddy
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| All good boys run home to mommy
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| But you’re not afraid no more
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| Go in through the front door
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| And give em hell, buddy
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| Oh I think I made a mess, I made a mess
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| Oh this I have wanted it more
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| While I live in the blank
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| I wish the past could come take it back
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| So I could start it all over
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| Oh this I have pushed to endure
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| Just to find out it’s breaking me
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| Disgustingly fit into unhappily
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| With the absolute questions
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| I can’t find the answers to this life
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| I can’t find the answers to
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| I don’t think there any when there is just nothing
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| I don’t think there any when there is just nothing
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| Hold on to what you have, never let go
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| I’ll find out what happens in the truth glow below
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| Oh I think I made a mess, I made a mess |