Driven conversations, even I can read
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Wouldn't want to fake it, and I'm tired of this dream (Not sure about this sentence)
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Taking medications, in the back of the room
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Driven conversations, he died in June.
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See the stab wounds in his hands
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See him dying in his room
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He's dying in his room
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He's dying in his room
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Heading for me, heading this way
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He is coming, I don't care
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Wouldn't want to fake it, well I don't mind
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Giving conversations to a friend of mine
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Giving medications, in a lighted room
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Wouldn't want to fake it, I know I should
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See the stab wounds in his hands
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You killed him, I don't care
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Keep a promise, you would too
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Keep a promise, even you
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See the silence in his head
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He is coming, I don't care
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We're not gonna make it, well I don't mind
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Wouldn't want to fake it, but I have this time
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Giving conversations, to whom they don't know
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Taking medications till my stomach's full.
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See a famine in his head
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See him coming at their heels
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He loves you, give him a chance
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I don't love him, I don't care
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See him starving, give her hell
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It is over, we don't care In His Room
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In His Room / In His Hands / Verse Chorus Verse
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| Nirvana |
