I had wrists donning slits
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Flowing constantly
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My broken body in a wreck
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Wrapped around a tree
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A crosswalk hit and run
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The finish line for me
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People clutter in the gutter
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Take a look and see
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[CHORUS]
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No escaping pain
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You belong to me
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Clinging on to life
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By the skin o' my teeth
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My blood flows through the streets
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Deluge from the wounds
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Empty jars of sleeping pills
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On the dresser in my room
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My wet brain neighbor cranes
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His neck to see in time
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The white light's a train
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Bearing down on me
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[CHORUS]
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I won't feel the hurt
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I'm not trash any longer
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That that doesn't kill me
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Only makes me stronger
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I need a ride to the morgue
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That's what 112 is for
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So, tag my toe and don't forget
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Ooh to close the drawer
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[CHORUS]
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Skin O' My Teeth
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| Kalmah |
