Cheap lips, soft eyes, lost in the most blinding lights
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As cold as those first nights alone
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As the second best he'll become
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Sleep deep, girl, dream well
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That night, I think he cried himself to sleep
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Just maybe, he felt more than we could ever know
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And I think he pulled that trigger to empty that memory
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I think he cut the weight to end the floods of you
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Let him soar, let him ride as budding gravestones do
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Just sleep, girl, just dream well
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Hell To Pay
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Converge |