There's a train leaving town
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if u hurry up i think u just might make it
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Damn it i hope u make it
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Conscience is a faint, unpleasent sound, You've worried enough, here's your chance so take it
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dammit I hope you take it
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A heart attack is sleeping in your chest, waiting until the timing's best
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So make a move, while you're still breathing
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Say so long to innocence
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From underneath the evidence
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You taste like Heaven, but God knows you're built for sin
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There's a lie, for every truth, If you take these pills, I think you just might make it
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Dammit I hope you make it
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When you were mine, was I for you, Just one cheap thrill just to help you make it
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Dammit I hope you didn't fake it
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Hypocrisy has really aged you well
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The white on your nose is your secret to tell
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So you should speak, while they're still listening
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Say so long to innocence
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From underneath the evidence
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You taste like Heaven, but God knows your built for sin
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You can scream out loud
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But your panic falls on deaf ears
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This is where you've brought yourself
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And this is what you've always feared
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There's a faceless crowd, with no sympathy
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So you can scream out loud
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But there's no one listening
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Say so long to innocence
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From underneath the evidence
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You taste like Heaven, but God knows your built for sin
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Built For Sin
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Framing Hanley |