I am waiting 'til there's nothing left
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I'm a prayer, all you see is breath
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I am empty, I am skin and bones, I'm a ribcage
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Well, I'm out the door with apathy
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And I'm coming home with sympathy
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I am realize, I am shame, I choose to stay here
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You got a sign, so I pay the ransom
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You felt sorry, so I faked her outcome
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Had a nice grip on my life 'til you twisted my arm
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My arm
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There's a song I love so much I stole
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Every precious note I took, I sold
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Now I spit out words 'til you see my lungs on the dancefloor
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To a hopeless cause, I sold my soul
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A romantic plastic piece of shit you can mold
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Until I break into chokable pieces
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You got a sign, so I pay the ransom
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You felt sorry, so I faked her outcome
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Had a nice grip on my life 'til you twisted my arm
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My arm
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And I open up like the back of a book
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I ruin everything with just a quick look
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I settle down like a rocket explodes
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Hit the ground while I fire off notes
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You got a sign, so I pay the ransom
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You felt sorry, so I faked her outcome
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Had a nice grip on my life 'til you twisted my arm
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My arm
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I Was A Prayer
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| Alkaline Trio |
