Follow me down to fake streets so far.
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We were way too young, but now they're stars.
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Cause someone's talking of blood.
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Standing so cold in photography, their faces knew,
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and clearly showed every word that nothing comes true.
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I'm here stuck in this town no more.
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I hoped you would say, "Scratch the paper
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and pass a moment, making us both around your shoulders
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let's go for the walls, never mind who was there,
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just think, the night is guilty and my view of the past."
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So now it's obvious I've learned, let's see your bet.
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Her favorite place to sit, to forget.
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Cause no one watched or would care.
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They smile just to be safe, making sure nobody saw
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two dancing girls with their grins painted on.
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Cause new years night to yourself, oh, now it's seventy three.
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But you didn't see it, did you?
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Minutes call for longer,
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finger prints show loss of blood,
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but being perfect was always hard, wasn't it?
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Wasn't it? Wasn't it, to you?
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The motivation is hard to find
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the screams were heard but never cried,
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so tell me how do you go through,
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tell me what brings us to this place.
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They will not be afraid,
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only two know how sad this gets
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the stage is set for them both,
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and on the bathroom floor, glass ready,
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there's no turning back now.
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So when the crowds take the credit all away from you.
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You broke fate, so wait. I can't stay. I'm gone.
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Being perfect was always hard, wasn't it?
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Wasn't it? Wasn't it, to you?
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So pack your bags, I think we're better off on our own.
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Only for this. I guess I don't mind.
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Stay safe and you'll be fine.
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Now and there. It's time to go, let's run.
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That's enough.
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Because I bet you wished.
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Because I bet you wished.
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(Run away. Kill me tonight) Because I bet you wished.
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(Run away. Kill me tonight) Because I bet you wished.
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(Run away. Kill me tonight)
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For the better days to come back over you.
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Now we're dead. I bet you wished.
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(Run away. Kill me tonight)
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For the better days to come back over you.
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Now we're dead, I bet that you can say you wished.
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Minutes call for longer,
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finger prints show loss of blood,
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but being perfect was always hard, wasn't it?
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Wasn't it, to you?
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The screams were heard but never cried,
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so tell me how do you go...
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tell me what brings us to this place.
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only two know how sad this gets
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the stage is set for them both,
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and on the bathroom floor, glass ready...
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Her And Haley
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Lydia |