Break!
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Can we ever forgive love for its pain?
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A tragic poem that forever burns on my brain.
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The city's sweat is scaring her into her dreams
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As the songs scream to fill her quiet evening.
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Let me, I'll put your words on fire 'til *I care.*
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*I'll lie here tender 'til I'm* crippled with desire
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So throw it away from this motherfucking human world.
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What's the wonder that she lets it *guess her color crying?*
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I am not your savior
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But, I'm crippled with desire.
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Let the smile give her everything she needs.
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I'm the song, the song she doesn't want to sing.
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Forgive me as, I burn into the evening.
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I'm known from love, and seek the field of pain.
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These words, tearing me and make me bleed.
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*Where they would see as though you'll come and find me.*
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Light, it enters and melts away emotion
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As I watch the sun fuck the ocean, crying:
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I am not your savior.
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But, I'm crippled with desire
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'Cause I'm not your savior.
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Not the wonder.
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Now I sit here crippled with desire,
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With desire...with desire.
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Desire...
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Break!
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I am not your savior.
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But, I'm crippled with desire
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'Cause I'm not your savior.
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Wish that I was.
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Now I sit here crippled with desire.
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Crippled with desire.
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As I Watch The Sun FXXk The Ocean
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| Boy Hits Car |
