And there I was all misty-eyed just lickin' it up.
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What became of your self-inflicted wounds.
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And then the blood started running and running right from your nose.
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But you just let it flow because the colors so beautiful.
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Denial feels so good.
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We don't have a problem at all.
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Oh. Denial feels so good.
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I'll even help you put up your wall.
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And I'll applaud you as you fall.
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Whoa. Off and on. Off and on. We need to break this spell that we cast upon ourselves.
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Whoa. Off and on. Off and on. I need to quit. I don't think I have the strength to live without it.
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And there I was all cloudy-eyed I was trying to speak.
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My family stood before me.
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And then the tears started running and running right from their eyes.
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Don't you think I woulda stopped if I coulda screamed between the cries.
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Denial feels so good.
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We don't have a problem at all.
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Oh. Denial feels so good.
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I'll even help you put up your wall.
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And I'll applaud you as you fall.
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Whoa. Off and on. Off and on. We need to break this spell that we cast upon ourselves.
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Whoa. Off and on. Off and on. I need to quit. I don't think I have the strength to live without it.
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Just one final time.
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Whoa. Off and on. Off and on. We need to break this spell that we cast upon ourselves.
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Whoa. Off and on. Off and on. I need to quit. I don't think I have the strength to live without it.
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Off and on.
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Off and on.
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To Live Without It
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Spill Canvas |