I'm still not fucking over it!
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BLEGH!!!
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You play like violins in a broken fucking symphony.
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And I know this hurts for you you, but I have no fucking sympathy.
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Infectious cold, I've spent living with neglect.
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Yet I still can't let you go, and I'm still not fucking over it.
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I know my suffering's what keeps you alive.
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(And I know you fucking love it.)
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Six years I fell for this {love}, disguised in fucking misery.
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My sinking ship, will you be the fucking end of me?
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You breathe only in withered lies, your perversion of distrust.
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Now another full-length down and we're still not fucking over this.
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And when your eyes become the looking glass,
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Through which only reflect the fucking past.
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Conceived in poignant everlasting despair.
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You fell in love with the evil that you bare.
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I can't forgive, I can't forget.
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THIS DREAM WAS OURS, BUT YOU RIPPED IT TO SHREDS!
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There's no escape, I can't reflect...
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THE DISTANCE KILLS ME, BUT YOUR PRESENCE'S A THREAT!
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You traded everything for a life of broken promises.
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At 23, I've fallen out when you left me with this bitterness.
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A frame of glass, and a love that's built on sorrow.
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Is a see-through coffin for a heart that beats so hollow.
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I know this eats you alive.
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That which doesn't kill you just fucks with your mind.
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I can't forgive, I can't forget.
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THIS DREAM WAS OURS, BUT YOU RIPPED IT TO SHREDS!
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There's no escape, I can't reflect...
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THE DISTANCE KILLS ME, BUT YOUR PRESENCE'S A THREAT!
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I will stay with you and cut right through...
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Through the essence of all that once was "like new." (ONCE WAS NEW!)
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Out of place and you turned away,
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Leaving nothing but the mess that you made. (MESS YOU MADE!)
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For too long I have lived just another slave bound by your torment.
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But I am not afraid anymore.
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I AM NOT YOUR FUCKING PUPPET!
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The snow has turned to rain, and now I hope you're fucking happy.
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I can't forgive, I can't forget.
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THIS DREAM WAS OURS, BUT YOU RIPPED IT TO SHREDS!
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There's no escape, I can't reflect...
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THE DISTANCE KILLS ME, BUT YOUR PRESENCE'S A THREAT!
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I will stay with you and cut right through...
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Through the essence of all that once was "like new." (ONCE WAS NEW!)
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Out of place and you turned away,
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Leaving nothing but the mess that you made. (MESS YOU MADE!)
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Six years I fell for this dead look on your face.
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When the rain has washed away, what will be underneath?
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A midnight breeze of chilled unease, when we began amiss.
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The taunting scent of autumn makes a scornful heart resist.
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A longing bliss in carnal stints of thighs gracing betwixt your hips.
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The harvest moon drapes aloft these graven, tattered crypts.
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Please, just let me let you go.
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And kiss this life from my lips.
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To show me a love not even death can resist.
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MOVE!
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I am the boy with a thorn in his side!
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And I'm still not fucking over it.
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Puppets 2 (The Rain)
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Motionless In White |