| You should have ran for days
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| You embrace, you betray
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| (I am sick to say, you’re a sad cliché)
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| But when you ran you tripped and fell
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| On a path that lead you straight to hell
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| (This is my salt in your wounds
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| This is my «I told you so»)
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| If you knew what I know
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| Would you move like you do?
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| With malicious discontent
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| You went about hell-bent to destroy
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| But did you have a reason why?
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| Here’s to lowering caskets of old friends
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| Choice and consequence
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| We’ll birth a new day with the death of an old and
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| Start over! |
| Start over!
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| Here’s to burying hatchets in those
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| Who you’d never call your friends
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| We’ll birth a new day with the death of an old and
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| Start over! |
| Start over!
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| Can you breathe in, reach, and let it out
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| The evil inside that’s eating you out tonight
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| With every venomous move, I will suck you up and spit you
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| Get out of my life, get out of my sight
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| Here’s to lowering caskets of old friends
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| Choice and consequence
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| We’ll birth a new day with the death of an old and
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| Start over! |
| Start over!
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| Here’s to burying hatchets in those
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| Who you’d never call your friends
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| We’ll birth a new day with the death of an old and
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| Start over! |
| Start over!
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| You let yourself get carried away
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| Don’t act like you’re ashamed
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| You let yourself get carried away
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| Bow your head now, accept the blame
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| You let yourself get carried away
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| Bury this with you, a waste
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| And now it’s time to see
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| What you don’t mean to me
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| Now it’s time to see
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| What you don’t mean to me
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| Now it’s time to see
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| What you don’t mean to me
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| Here’s to lowering caskets of old friends
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| Choice and consequence
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| We’ll birth a new day with the death of an old and
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| Start over! |
| Start over!
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| Here’s to burying hatchets in those
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| Who you’d never call your friends
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| We’ll birth a new day with the death of an old and… |