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You best beware of the street light.
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You better lock up the door.
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I'm hated, i'm rated, I know i've been wasted.
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Misguided, cold hearted,
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I know i'm the liar.
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Chorus:
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What's the sense there's only sorrow.
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Sew up my eyes.
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What's the chance of no tomorrow.
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When you're living to die.
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I've been walking a fine line.
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I've been turning to stone.
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Ill fated, B rated,
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I know i'm all jaded.
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Been tired, got wired.
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Now i'm uninspired.
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Chorus:
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What's the sense there's only sorrow.
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Sew up my eyes.
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What's the chance of no tomorrow.
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When you're living to die.
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I've been up top, i've been knocked down.
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A bitter happiness before you hit the ground.
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It's just a matter of time before you lose your mind.
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Just a little kiss before I leave you blind.
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Your nervousness eats you up inside.
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Now you know how it feels to be alive.
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Revolution is your question
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Couch burning mother-fucker
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Chorus:
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What's the sense there's only sorrow.
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Sew up my eyes.
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What's the chance of no tomorrow.
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When you're living to die.
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The scene of death is the decay of time.
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Shortness of breath bring on the flatline.
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Living to die
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| Vision of Disorder |
