Why won't everyone just forget about it?
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I left a trail of blood and a mile of violence
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and I don't deserve anything I've provided
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I'm cold, leave me alone
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I tip toe corners these days
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always hiding
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my mind has swallowed whole
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every last distraction
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and with that I'm left with are a million questions
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like "have you grown cold?"
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"Are you fucking miserable?"
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I just can't listen to sad songs anymore
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I get fucking bored
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Jealous of friendships that I can't abide by
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Just like these sinking ships!
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Watch the water swallow us over whole
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This time I swear it's over
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jump in with your lungs wide open
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Cynics never recover
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There are words that I can't even breathe
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There's all the ones I've been dying to scream!
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Still jealous of friendships I can't abide by
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We'll watch these sinking ships!
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and the water swallow us over whole
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This time I swear it's over
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jump in with your lungs wide open
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Cynics never fucking recover
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Spit out the stories you've been told
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cause now you're so much older
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it's clear you've forgotten all about this
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I don't think I'll ever recover
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Filthy Habits
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| The Flatliners |
