This is the only lonely picture
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waiting on my floor
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littering my shore
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this is the last true burning letter
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given to a girl
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written by a boy
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living in a world created to destroy
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but if i built you a city, would you let me
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would you tear it down?
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but there you go for the last time
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i finally know now what i should have known then
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that i could still be ruthless if you let me
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but there you go and i'm not done
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you're waving goodbye, well atleast youre having fun
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the rising tide will not let you forget me
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forget me
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this is your ghost that kneels before me
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razers on her tongue, a body full of oxygen
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it wont be the last time she'll ignore me
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the thinning of my skin, without the strength to go
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the winter's setting in, to cover you in snow
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but if i built you a city, would you let me
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would you tear it down?
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but there you go for the last time
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i finally know now what i should have known then
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that i could still be ruthless if you let me
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but there you go and i'm not done
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you're waving goodbye, well atleast youre having fun
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the rising tide will not let you forget me
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forget me
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forget me
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forget me, yeah
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ill raise towers and climb them
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rivers and walk them
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oceans to drown in
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you won't make a sound in
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but there you go for the last time
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i finally know now what i should have known then
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that i could still be ruthless if you'll let me
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but there you go and i'm not done
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you're waving goodbye, but atleast youre having fun
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the rising tide will not let you forget me...forget me
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Ruthless
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