(feat. Shawn Milke of Alesana)
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Oh, you're back to me
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And the hunger returns!
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I told myself
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I was done for good!
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All the memories
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Of all the pictures burned!
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I see them dancing!
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My heart begins to pound!
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I didn't make a sound!
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They didn't see me coming!
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The lights are left on,
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The curtains left wide!
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One scream, it's over.
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I lay them side by side,
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side by side!
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Holding each other.
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I'll be there in the morning
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With a smile on my face.
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I'll be there in the morning
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To start it all again.
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Boy, you caught me red handed!
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You've got no fucking clue what
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You just got yourself into!
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Panic runs down your leg,
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seeing me kill again!
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You just got yourself caught
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And you don't even know it!
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On the drive you get the rush
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And pull the gun on me!
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We make the stop,
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It's time to be set free!
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Oh, the bullet's gone!
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I take the spade, I slit your throat!
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You fall into your grave!
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I cover up my tracks, I'm done!
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I won't kill again!
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I said that's it, I'm done!
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I'll be there in the morning
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With a smile on my face.
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I'll be there in the morning
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To start it all again.
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No, she's daddy's little girl!
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She wasn't meant to be another me!
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But it's the scissors to my throat!
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To my fucking throat!
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[x2]
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Hey There, Mr. Brooks!
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Asking Alexandria |