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See myself in black and white |
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It isn't done, it isn't right |
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See it there before my eyes |
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It's a sorry song, a sorry sight |
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You sunk your teeth, you're in me deep |
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I couldn't sing, I couldn't sleep |
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Beat your chest with both your hands |
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For all I was, for all I am, all I am |
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Then all my thoughts solidify |
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To sudden diamonds in my mind |
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I lit the fuse so run and hide |
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So honey sweet and [?] |
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Black and white, it isn't right |
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To hold me down and bleed me dry |
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Cut the ties that keep me up at night |
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Or make me see myself in black and white |
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Well I can bite my lips, I can chew my hair |
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But I'm still stone heavy and unprepared |
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Like an empty chair I was always there |
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Well I can bite my lips, I can chew my hair |
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But I'm still stone heavy and unprepared |
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Like an empty chair I was always there |
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Black and white, it isn't right |
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To hold me down and bleed me dry |
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Cut the ties that keep me up at night |
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Or make me see myself in black and white |
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See yourself in black and white |
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It isn't done, it isn't right |
