I can not cross the line again, Idolize the body and hand
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My head is hot enough to spin, running through the line in the sand
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No no no no, ohhh hungry and addicted again
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No no no no, ohhh almost with no conscience at all
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I can't take back the words, sorry for what you heard
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I can't reverse the hurt, but I keep blacking out
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Sorry for what i've done, my conscience weights a ton
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And I'm not the only one, but I keep blacking out
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I can not cross the line again, Reasoning my need to give in
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my blood grows all too cold again, running through the line in the sand
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no no no no, ohhh hungry and addicted again
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no no no no, ohhh almost with no conscience at all
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I can't take back the words, sorry for what you heard
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I can't reverse the hurt, but I keep blacking out
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Sorry for what i've done, my concious weights a ton
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And I'm not the only one, but I keep blacking out
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It seems I crossed the line again, Idolize the body and hand
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My head is hot enough to spin, running through the line in the sand
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no no no no, ohhh hungry and addicted again
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no no no no, ohhh almost with no conscience at all
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I can't take back the words, sorry for what you heard
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I can't reverse the hurt, but I keep blacking out
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Disco Hades
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| Head Automatica |
