You hide it everytime you miss,
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Impatience waits around for me,
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You dance under the question mark,
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Without even trying.
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I'm just not sure it's gonna work,
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I'm just not sure it's gonna work.
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You can burn it all,
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I'm running around the table if you want to,
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Just to argue out the last scenes of us,
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You can end it all,
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I'm sorry enough to tell you that I'm okay and I'm never gonna see you again
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The killers walking amongst us,
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Look around they'll find your ashes,
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You cradle over your mistakes,
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And every heart you'll ever break
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I'm just not sure it's gonna work,
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I'm just not sure it's gonna work.
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You can burn it all,
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I'm running around the table if you want to,
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Just to argue out the last scenes of us,
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You can end it all,
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I'm sorry enough to tell you that I'm okay and I'm never gonna see you again, AGAIN!!
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You stumble through questions that you could never answer,
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The barrel is loaded so go and paint your target [x2]
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You can burn it all,
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I'm running around the table if you want to,
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Just to argue out the last scenes of us,
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You can end it all,
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I'm sorry enough to tell you that I'm okay and I'm never gonna see you again.
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[x2]
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So and again you stand around
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With beautiful falls
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Paint Your Target
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Fightstar |