Give away your love and then remove another tomb
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Painted words adorn the walls, echoing untrue
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I feel cold...
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Promises abound, you rarely find it to begin
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Maybe I'm afraid to let you all the way in
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I guess so...
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I excuse myself
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I'm used to my little cell
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I amuse myself
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In my very own private hell
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I excuse myself
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I'm used to my little cell
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I amuse myself
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In my very own private hell
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Lately I'm beside myself, pretending unconcerned
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Standing at a corner where I threw you on a turn
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I'll move on...
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Flowers on a cross remain, marking an ending scene
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Damn it all if blood you spill, turn the grass more green
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Life is short...
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I excuse myself
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I'm used to my little cell
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I amuse myself
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In my very own private hell
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I amuse myself
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In my very own private hell
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Private Hell
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| Alice In Chains |
