Thought that I would
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shove everything aside
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to shake your hand
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barbed wire wouldn't come fast enough
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why does your name leave a bad taste in my mouth
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when it rolls off my tongue
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in your world excuses mean everything
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stitch me for days because
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I keep splitting myself for you
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why does your face seem better on the floor
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have you thought about death today
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ask me I'll help
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you never knew me
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these are my last words
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not that it matters anymore
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Sticks And Stones Never Made Sense
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| Poison The Well |
