With my words, across your face,
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You're making up stories of your own.
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Little bits of white paper,
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In pockets deeper than you know.
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You painted black upon the whitest lies
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You've seen them fall, you have seen them rise,
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You painted black upon the whitest lies, lies, your lies.
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Push play, stop rewind
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You drown your heroes in red wine.
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Push play, stop rewind,
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You drown your heroes in red wine.
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Close enough to see your hands sneaking out of his embrace
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Paper thin, whispering, breaking in
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You painted black upon the whitest lies
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You've seen them fall, you have seen them rise,
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You painted black upon the whitest lies, lies, your lies.
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Push play, stop rewind
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You drown your heroes in red wine.
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Push play, stop rewind,
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You drown your heroes in red wine.
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Waking up but staying down, your hero's left ya, bleedin'
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Your breath is playing in the background
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Don't waste it, ain't comin'
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Push play, stop rewind
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Aaaahhhh
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Push play, stop rewind
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You drown your heroes in red wine
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Push play, stop rewind
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You drown your heroes in red wine
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Waking up but staying down, your hero's left ya, bleedin'
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Your breath is playing in the background
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Don't waste it, ain't comin'
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Push Play
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| Miriam Bryant |
