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I have scoured the earth for the pieces of me that I lost when you left; |
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When you walked across the threshold of love |
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And into the open arms of betrayal. |
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I've left no stone unturned, |
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No page of the book unread, |
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No corner of the earth unexplored. |
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I start to fear that these pleasantries have gone on for far too long; |
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Have carried out for far too long. |
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Why don't you entertain the thoughts of everything that you love being gone? |
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Life starts to turn into a broken record, |
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One endless shitstorm right after the other. |
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Why don't we grab another drink to take for the road, |
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And make things easier on the both of us. |
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We can only pray that this does not kill us all, devour us where we stand. |
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I've swallowed my fears, protected every inch. |
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If it makes this better for you, if it makes this stick... |
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I have prayed for total annihilation from everything |
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That has held me to you through all of these lifeless days. |
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If there is one thing that I have learned over the years, |
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It's that there is no change without conflict. |