| In case of emergency
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| Break glass and put us out
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| Its the last time I’ll let your parade rain through my clouds
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| They say «Sell and implode for all we care»
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| I watch them rotting from a distance and then talk about it like I was there
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| We don’t share even the slightest hint of light
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| We fight to find when it went wrong and die before we finally get it right
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| Forgive me if I’m way more bored than I am brave
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| Maybe it’s you and not me
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| Either way, walk away, I’m okay
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| Still looks the same with the discouraged face
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| Made from scraping the misplaced anger I accidentally embraced
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| Its dysfunction it’s implied by its blood thirst
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| Wanna take it all apart just to rebuild it and make it worse
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| You’re going crazy? |
| Well, I’m happy you’re leaving
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| You want to sing yourself to sleep
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| But you’re too dead to realize that you’re screaming
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| Even if in God we bend and in trust we cheat
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| I’m everyday people normal
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| And I’m glad to be
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| Load me up, fall in love
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| We are America’s favorite choice of drug
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| It’s all in your hands so kill us while we’re young
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| You don’t need to push me I’m ready to jump
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| Break me down, wake me up
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| We are America’s favorite choice of drug
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| It’s all in your hands so kill us while we’re young
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| And don’t fucking push me I’m ready to jump
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| Grief; |
| Mi casa, su casa
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| Anything you say can and will be held hostage
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| I watch the mellow craze dance it’s way inside
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| The universe is black and I’m a lighter shade of blind
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| Everyone’s tugging and pulling in different directions
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| Why can’t I see anything anymore, anyway?
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| Medicine. |
| Methadone. |
| Media coverage
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| Something has broken, my t. |
| v
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| It keeps telling me I need to be worshiped
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| And followed to fill this void
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| I don’t know who I am. |
| Paranoid
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| Bury me somewhere with less perfect
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| Lighting please
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| I want to suck out all of your junk and
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| Kiss it back into the parts of your heart that you keep locked up
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| When you awaken I hope I’m the first person you call
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| I’ll listen like a pistol
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| It’ll be worse than talking to a wall
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| Having everything’s having nothing at all
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| I watched you climb your way to the top and
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| I’ll still be here when you fall
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| There’s no fulfillment in a lazy nation
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| That keeps feeding our infatuation
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| With the idea of being famous
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| Load me up, fall in love
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| We are America’s favorite choice of drug
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| It’s all in your hands so kill us while we’re young
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| You don’t need to push me I’m ready to jump
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| Break me down, wake me up
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| We are America’s favorite choice of drug
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| It’s all in your hands so kill us while we’re young
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| And don’t fucking push me I’m ready to jump |