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Just like the hearse you died to get in again |
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Burning on just like a match you start to incinerate |
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The lives of everyone you knew |
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And what’s the worst to take, from every heart you break (heart you break) |
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And like a blade you stain |
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Well I’ve been holding on tonight |
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What’s the worst that I could say? |
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Things are better if I stay |
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When every star fall brought you to tears again |
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We are the very hurt you sold |
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But if you carry on this way |
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Things are better if I stay |
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When both our cars collide? |
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