Fuck dwelling on past romances; they've moved on there's no second chances.
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We know these streets like the back of our hands.
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I would love to live in the now, but we can't we never knew how.
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We're drawing maps of descent until we know where we stand.
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Let go of all that regret, quit your job embrace the debt.
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(We've been tattered and we've been torn)
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And that's the reason we were born.
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(We've been deceived and strung along)
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And that's the reason we were born.
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(We're pushing on, weary though we are, we're pushing on)
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Diamond lanterns, burning bright, we are the match that ignites.
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Fuck dwelling on past mistakes, fucking giving, it's my turn to take.
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We know these streets like the back of our hands.
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What a tangled web we weave when we try to live our dreams.
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We're drawing maps of descent until we know where we stand.
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Diamond lanterns, burning bright, we are the match that ignites.
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Diamond Lanterns
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| This Is Hell |
