| Submerged in dirt, but it was never enough
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| To quell the fire in the back of my lungs
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| My bones are aching, and my head is a mess
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| They said to run, but I’m obsessed with the madness
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| This blood I bleed, I bleed for you
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| I paint the walls with my misery
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| This blood I bleed, I bleed for me
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| I cannot live if I can’t breathe
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| The part I can’t control, I can’t destroy
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| The wretchedness inside
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| The wretchedness inside of you
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| The wretchedness inside of me
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| Consigned to hurt, but it was never enough
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| To bury feelings that will surely return
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| My heart is aching, and my God, I’m a mess
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| I’ll never run 'cause I’m obsessed with the madness
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| This blood I bleed, I bleed for you
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| I paint the walls with my misery
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| This blood I bleed, I bleed for me
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| I cannot live if I can’t breathe
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| The part I can’t control, I can’t destroy
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| The wretchedness inside
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| The wretchedness inside of you
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| The wretchedness inside of me
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| I cannot control, I cannot destroy
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| In hell, can I confide?
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| The wretchedness inside of you
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| (In hell, can I confide?)
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| The wretchedness inside of me
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| How did it come to this?
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| How the fuck did it come to this?
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| Our love and hate collide in all this dissonance
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| How did it come to this?
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| How the fuck did it come to this?
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| Our love and hate collide in all this dissonance
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| Fuck you
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| How did it come to this?
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| How the fuck did it come to this?
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| Our love and hate collide in all this dissonance
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| How did it come to this?
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| How the fuck did it come to this?
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| Our love and hate collide in all this dissonance
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| This blood I bleed, I bleed for you
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| I paint the walls with my misery
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| This blood I bleed, I bleed for me
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| I cannot live if I can’t breathe
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| The part I can’t control, I can’t destroy
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| The wretchedness inside
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| The wretchedness inside of you
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| The wretchedness inside of me
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| I cannot control, I cannot destroy
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| In hell, can I confide?
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| The wretchedness inside of you
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| In hell, can I confide?
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| The wretchedness inside of me |