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Burned a hole straight through my heart |
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Burned a hole straight through my heart |
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You burned a hold straight through my fucking heart |
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You had a hidden agenda from the start |
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Pennies in your pocket, knives in our backs |
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Money can't compensate when music lacks |
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You can't take our pride, I'm going to win this time |
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You can't buy this life, I worked to make it mine |
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You can't fake this pride, I stand tall defy |
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You can't take this life we hold it deep inside |
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No friends left to burn, you can't take our pride |
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I'm going to win this time, you can't buy this life |
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I worked to make it mine, you can't fake this pride |
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I stand tall defy, you can't take this life |
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We hold it deep inside, no stones left unturned |
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Make no bones about it, yours will surely be broken |
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Ruin a friendship over some tokens |
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When you look in the mirror tell me who do you see |
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Shattered reflection of a worthless being |
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And as you stand in broken glass |
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Your memory is swept up with the ash |
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No world to return |
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All your friends that you have burned |
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And when you open up your eyes |
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See through clouded skies |
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That's when you realize, you're all alone |
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You're all alone |
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And if you put a gun to my head |
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And asked me, do I want to live in your world |
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Or would I rather be dead? |
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I wouldn't stop you from pulling the trigger |
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Burned a hole straight through my heart |
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Burned a hole straight through my heart |
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You burned a hold straight through my fucking heart |
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You had a hidden agenda from the start |
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Money can't compensate when music lacks |
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Now the knife's in your back |
