Hurtful words,
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From my enemies of the last five years,
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What's it like to die alone?
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How does it feel when tears freeze,
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When you cry?
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The blood in your veins is twenty below.
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Sitting in this room playing Russian roulette,
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Finger on the trigger to my dear Juliet,
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Out from the window see her back drop silhouette,
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This blood on my hands is something I cannot forget,
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Sitting in this room playing Russian roulette,
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Finger on the trigger to my dear Juliet,
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Out from the window see her back drop silhouette,
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This blood on my hands is something I cannot forget,
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Something I cannot forget.
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So for now, take this down a notch,
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Crash my car through your window,
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Make sure you're still alive,
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Just in time to kill you,
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Sitting in this room playing Russian roulette,
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Finger on the trigger to my dear Juliet,
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Out from the window see her back drop silhouette,
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This blood on my hands is something I cannot forget,
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Sitting in this room playing Russian roulette,
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Finger on the trigger to my dear Juliet,
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Out from the window see her back drop silhouette,
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This blood on my hands is something I cannot forget,
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Something I cannot forget.
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I can't take this (take) anymore
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I can't take this (take) anymore
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I can't take this (take) anymore
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(I cannot feel what you've done to me)
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I can't take this (take) anymore
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(What you've done to me)
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So for now, take this down a notch,
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Crash my car through your window,
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(Window)
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Sitting in this room playing Russian roulette,
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Finger on the trigger to my dear Juliet,
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Out from the window see her back drop silhouette,
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This blood on my hands is something I cannot forget,
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Sitting in this room playing Russian roulette,
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Finger on the trigger to my dear Juliet,
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Out from the window see her back drop silhouette,
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This blood on my hands is something I cannot forget,
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Something I cannot forget.
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Not Good Enough For The Truth In Cliche
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| Escape The Fate |
