You're my favorite explosion.
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(You know the only real way to cure pain is to add a little more,
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because everything new distracts the old.)
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A violin with no hands plays symphonies with no words.
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A drowning boy with no voice prays someone up there's telling me,
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You'd better not get back up!
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I spit my heart into this red cup.
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I'd better pick it back up, it might ruin your night.
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And she said,
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"Baby, leave the water by the bed for later,
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and I woke up without a single drop.
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I told myself I'm tired of holding up your backup plans.
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Go down your list and be satisfied if all you have is not enough.
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(True love comes from more than just the heart)
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She said paint a picture on me,
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throw your dress up and your heart away.
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Yeah, I heard what you said.
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A friend of a friend, these strangers at the party never paid.
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And if that doesn't turn you on.
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I'll keep talking till something does.
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As we're covered in sand, you roll over and smile.
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I told myself I'm tired of holding up your backup plans.
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Go down your list and be satisfied it's all you have.
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And until that day,
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I'll steal you flowers from the cemetery, red roses.
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Red rose of the dead.
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How does it feel to breathe oxygen inside her head?
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So say it, say I'm in love, cause you called me
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crying from your job, said you just got fired.
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And you don't have a backup plan,
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so don't expect me to understand.
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(A diamond bullet and a gun made of gold, she was covered in blood last seen in San Francisco)
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Yeah!
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We all breakdown.
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Sometimes the bedroom walls become my only friends,
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but they were there from beginning to end.
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I'm tired of holding up your backup plans.
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Go down your list and be satisfied it's all you have.
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You know I've never held a gun in my life,
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but now I carry one around in case I see you tonight.
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Bedroom walls.
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Oh, these bedroom walls.
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Oh, I hate what it tastes like.
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Besitos
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| Pierce The Veil |
