I want to take it back, the feelings that remind me of why I came back.
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I want to kill the dream and kill the current law.
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I want to bring you down to minus one.
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I've found the sound for morbid fun.
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I want to love and hate you all the fucking time.
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Hydrogen, the need to escape from your sign.
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We intend to keep in touch all of the time.
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You're so complex.
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It's all about the cash and ways to make ammends.
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With the authority and friends that we would like to be.
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I want to kill the dream and kill the current law.
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With apostrophe and exclamation, atrophy to robbery.
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I want to love and hate you all the fucking time.
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It's times like this that I'd like to tell you things are better.
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It's eyes like yours that give impressions you don't listen.
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I'm taking caution on this beak in.
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Exclusively. Simplicity.
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Letter To A Hostage
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| Keepsake |
