Gray chairs cold but here for me
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thankfully I don't miss your skin
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or the way that you always have something to say
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lose myself in you
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cut it into you
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with my rusty fingers
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what I'd do for one more day
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without you
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I'm leaving again on metal heart breaker
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all I wanted to say was
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fuck you
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miles away but you still seem to be here
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I never took your eyes out of my bag
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Horns And Tales
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Poison The Well |