Cover your blackened eyes, and forget about this mess
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If I haven't destroyed every little thing...
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We could leave in the middle of the night
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With the worst behind us
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WE'll smoke these days away until the day we die
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You better stop before you hurt yourself
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These words are bullets, have you caught one yet?
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Don't give me those sunken eyes
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This train is racing my heartbeat
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The lights all slowly fade and stop, stop at a glow
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Just give me what I need, I'll swallow anything you know
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I don't wanna die empty
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I don't wanna live along the lines of ruining everybody's lives
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We are the dead generation on a heart attack mission
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We're the black-eyed population making heart attack decisions
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We better stop before we hurt ourselves
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These words are bullets, have you caught one yet?
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And life is lying in shambles on the floor
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And if you haven't been motherfucked yet, you'll get yours
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We better stop before you hurt yourself
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These words are bullets, have you caught one yet?
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These words are bullets from the gun you've been hiding from me
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We are the dead generation, staring down the barrel of your gun
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You're gone
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These Words Are Bullets
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The Flatliners |