Can I get away?
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Get away from you.
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Cos your broken edge is what told the truth.
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Standing: in the corner you start facing the wall alone.
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Shaking: you crawl away.
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But by now you've been so consume.
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You gave it up for a dirty dime a dozen now you're layin in the corner so lonely.
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Locked up. Locked down.
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So down and out.
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I'm watchin you die slowly.
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Standing: in the corner you start facing the wall alone.
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Shaking: you crawl away.
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But by now you've been so consumed.
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Can I get away?
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Get away from you.
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Cos your broken edge is what's killing you.
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And I choke at the sight of you.
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And I choke.
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Yeah you're turning blue.
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Do you feel fine now?
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Can I get away?
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Get away from you.
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Cos your broken edge is what's killing you.
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Do you feel fine now?
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And I choke at the sight of you.
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And I choke.
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Yeah you're turning blue.
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You Broke Like Glass
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| Eighteen Visions |
