54 lines
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54 lines
1.6 KiB
Plaintext
Throw your dollar bills and leave your thrills all here with me
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And speak but don't pretend I won't defend you anymore, you see
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It aches in every bone, I'll die alone, but not for you
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My eyes don't need to see that ugly thing, I know it's me you fear
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If you want me hold me back
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Frail, the skin is dry and pale
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The pain will never fail
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And so we go back to the remedy
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Clip the wings that get you high
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Just leave them where they lie
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And tell yourself, "You'll be the death of me"
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I don't need a friend, I need to mend so far away
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So come sit by the fire and play a while, but you can't stay too long
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It aches in every bone, I'll die alone, but not for pleasure
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I see my heart explode, it's been eroded by the weather here
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If you want me hold me back
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Frail, the skin is dry and pale
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The pain will never fail
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And so we go back to the remedy
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Clip the wings that get you high
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Just leave them where they lie
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And tell yourself, "You'll be the death of me"
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Frail, the skin is dry and pale
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The pain will never fail
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And so we go back to the remedy
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Clip the wings that get you high
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Just leave them where they lie
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And tell yourself, "You'll be the death of me"
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Hold your eyes closed, take me in
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Hold your eyes closed, take me in
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Frail, the skin is dry and pale
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The pain will never fail
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And so we go back to the remedy
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Clip the wings that get you high
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Just leave them where they lie
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And tell yourself, "You'll be the death of me"
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Frail, the skin is dry and pale
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The pain will never fail
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And so we go back to the remedy
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Clip the wings that get you high
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Just leave them where they lie
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And tell yourself, "You'll be the death of me"
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Name Remedy
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Artist Seether
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Album Karma & Effect
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