33 lines
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Plaintext
33 lines
816 B
Plaintext
If I could paint how I feel
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I'd draw bullseye on your forehead
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My anger is not misdirected
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Unless it somehow misses you
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Time spent on hate
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Is time gone to waste
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I watch you point and click your life away
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Cast the stones that I'll gladly catch
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And I'll throw them right fucking back
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I stand behind the things I say
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You type the words you won't say to my face
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Time spent on hate
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Is time gone to waste
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I watch you point and click your life away
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It seems you've let me go again (Let go!)
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Just like the day you let me in (Let go!)
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The best of intentions
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You were never mine to begin, begin with
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So step away from the fucking screen
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See a world outside your scene
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Maybe then you will know
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And realize the lack of threat you pose
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_________________
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Name To The Core
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Artist Rise Against
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Album Revolutions Per Minute
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