i'll quench my thirst with the poison you gave me
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maybe it will stop the deadly sound
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of your sweet voice in my head
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should i let myself die,
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or turn around to see your beautiful face
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i've been drowning in my own breath
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i have to break my legs to keep from seeing you
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losing you was a mistake i'd make again
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if you had just given me one chance
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to make up what you made me lose
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maybe i wouldn't be lying at your feet
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with this gaping hole in my chest
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yes - everything is fine.
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you carved that hole so big
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and now you sit and stare
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as i bleed to death
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Mistake I'd Make Again
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| In Pieces |
