Blacking out
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Spitting gravel grinding teeth
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Coming home
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To just how desperately we need
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Bloodshot eyes
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Half filled holes and weakened knees
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This is consequence
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This is shedding skin
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We¡¯re so obvious
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Sharpen rocks to break our fall
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So obedient
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To what bends and breaks us all
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We¡¯re just passengers
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Binding time between the lines
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Here¡¯s to the year
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Here¡¯s to nothing at all
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Disconnect
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Vertigo will serve you yet
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Streetlight sick
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Daylight never felt so dead
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It¡¯s not personal
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But the crosshairs stays on you
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We give you victim hood
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Do with it what you will
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We¡¯re so obvious
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Sharpen rocks to break our fall
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So obedient
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To what bends and breaks us all
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We¡¯re just passengers
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Binding time between the lines
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Here¡¯s to the year
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And here¡¯s to nothing at all
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Come on
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We¡¯re so obvious
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Sharpen rocks to break our fall
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So obedient
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We¡¯re just passengers
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Binding time between the lines
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Here¡¯s to the year
|
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We¡¯re so obvious
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Sharpen rocks to break our fall
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So obedient
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To what bends and breaks us all
|
We¡¯re just passengers
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Binding time between the lines
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Here¡¯s to the year
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Here¡¯s to nothing at all
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I, Victim (Here's To The Year)
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| The Showdown |
