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I am done
Gauging out my tongue
Causing crying eyes and hearts that pray and dont ask whyI am done
Lets get drunk
Can we just fuck
Its not a big deal that i dont want to feel anything anymore
It should be simple
Its fucken mental
Can we settle on it
Its fucking simple
This should be simple
Its just pulling teeth so get a grip
Its fucken mental that your pliers always seem to slip
Can you be gentle
It seems that you dont give a shit
Its fucking simple
My hands are up and I give in
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So make
Yourself at home
You make
Me sick
I dont wanna stay
But I live here
This is what keeps me awake
Taking drugs everyday
Ok, make yourself at home
Im sick
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And I cant pretend its all ok
Its not and Im invisible I sound cynical
Ok I guess I am to blame
For hiding the spark that turned into flame
Ok lets say everything stays the same
Im not the same Im unbearable
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Are you honest
So what fuck it
Its like you wanted to be
So what fuck it
Between me and the door
So what fuck it
I dont want to play
So what fuck it
Yesterday I heard you died
And I smiled fuck about time, asshole
Then I tried to fight to keep these memories of you inside
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Skin it.
01:24
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This is a party
At my funeral
Only the moon knows
Of the ghosts in these walls
This is a party we could burn them all
If we close our eyes
We could hide here for days
Within a dream
No one will miss us
Its a 9 to 5
Its a perfect day to hide
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