is this the end of all discretion
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has turning in left us tuning out
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and so this special song
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goes to my first all
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the ocean avenue, yeah
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and this winter will set aside our feelings
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cool it down, we'll set the standards
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for the emotionless we'll raise the stakes
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cool it down, we're cooling down
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is this the end of our obsession
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saying you love them just a little to much
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and so i guess thats how we got in this game
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i can play this game, yeah
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and this winter will set aside our feelings
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cool it down, we'll set the standards
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for the emotionless we'll raise the stakes
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cool it down, we're cooling down
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mutilation [mutilation]
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mutilation [mutilation]
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mutilation [mutilation]
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mutilation [mutilation]
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and this winter will set aside our feelings
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cool it down, we'll set the standards
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for the emotionless we'll raise the stakes
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cool it down, we're cooling down
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to help the storm in us
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we have no spine or scent
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we treat to the openless
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were all spent
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so deep in setting up
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with our hands held so high
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the snow begins to bleed
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and whos to blame?
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Godbless You (God Damnit)
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| a static lullaby |
