The chords we play, ways left to communicate these roads are paved with plans we've made
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And your headboards never felt so safe well they'll reach our graves where your friends
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And i will kill the lights and hide, oh what a nice suprise dont,
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Dont tell me when its coming (no) dont, dont i just want to see if for myself dont breathe,
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Dont make a sound cause the song wont stop till the tape runs out when melody has nothing to hold,
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I'll be the last sound that you hear as your eyes close and these chords remain
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We'll use them to exploit the friends we've since forgot those friends we've lost you
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All know just who you are cause ive since made graves but im too scared to etch the names
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For fear that im the one whos changed
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[chorus]
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The thought of death it scares me to death and i dont know why,
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I dont know its just too much to never wake up
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[chorus]
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Wait Wait Wait
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