I've broken all my bones
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shattered both my knees
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I've bruised every artery there is to bleed
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I've sweat from the inside
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fevered on the out
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i let my heart devour itself
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with teeth left by con artists
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trying to pose as lovers
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there's no safe step in a mine field
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you just run like hell
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praying you don't get...
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..Crushed by a landslide
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it's weight that you don't want to feel
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like love it makes these scars
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and sometimes they don't ever heal
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the luckiest is one who makes it out alive
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with cuts on the skin but intact on the inside
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and its the cyanide kisses that get a villain excited
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like the site of blood to a murder
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cause vampires wont kill for the money
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they don't dive headfirst into your skin
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unless there's something inside
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that just might be worth get..
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..Crushed by a landslide
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it's weight that you don't want to feel
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like love it makes these scars
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and sometimes they don't want to heal
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So get out of my way, i'll push you aside
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i want to be the first one in line to get..
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..Crushed by a landslide
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it's weight that you don't want to feel
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like love it makes these scars
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and sometimes they don't want to heal
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(get crushed by a landslide)
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and maybe you don't want to heal
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(like love it makes these scars)
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and sometimes..
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the luckiest is one who makes it out alive
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with cuts on the skin but a victory inside
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Vampires (Don't Kill For The Money)
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| Bleed The Dream |
