Ive seen it turn from white to red
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Ive heard you talk about how
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you bleed and it doesnt mean shit
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until I see some action a hint of
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rose and a mountain of garbage
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leaves me for dead and nothing drags me from
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breaking myself
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breaking myself to try to keep everyone
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from walking over me
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smell the burning wreckage of even you
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all of your perfection lets get inside
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the bag turn it 180 degrees
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forget we even met cause it all comes
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down to this the good ones always
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leave in the end
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breaking myself
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breaking myself to try to keep everyone
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from walking over me
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I see the world and it all looks blue
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I kiss the world and it all tastes true
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The blurry eyes make me appealing
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In a normal fashion another 2 or 3
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you will become very friendly
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your liquidation is a siren song
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you swim I follow Im feeling my head sink
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so as to reach and touch what hurts me
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still I try to reach and touch what hurts me
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Reach And Touch
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American Head Charge |