In the final curtain call,
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You left me here with the coldest of feelings,
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Weight, kind, depression,
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Blessing the floors with the places you've stepped in.
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Will they ever measure up,
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To the way you left me here by the roadside,
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The bloodiest cadaver,
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Marked in your words, I'm the joke, I'm the bastard.
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Here, wait, so I guess that you knew,
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That you're a selfish little whore,
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I'm the selfish little whore,
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If I had my way I'd crush your face in the door.
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This is no beginning, yeah, yeah, yeah,
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This is the final cut, open up.
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This is no beginning, yeah, yeah, yeah,
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This is the final cut, I'm in love.
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The Final Cut
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Coheed And Cambria |