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Therapy
03:36
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Honestly all my enemies, they don't mean shit to me.
All my exes are like death and taxes
One by one their crossed off my checklist.
I can understand, it's the master plan.
This is my apology, theoretically.
I lost myself in jealousy.
I locked the door, couldn't find the key.
And this is what they call "Therapy"
I begged for more time just to be safe
I can't fit my apologies inside of a day.
And this is what they call "Therapy".
I can't deny it feels good to be right again.
I feel right at home again, maybe for tonight?
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New Suicide
04:11
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I'm sorry mom you're disappointed
I'd kill to have you proud of me
I'll never make millions of dollars
But I swear that I'll die happy
I'm sorry dad I never listened
I thought that I knew everything
And if I had some dedication
I'm sure that I'd learn how to sing
Oh, we do it for the love, we do it for the drugs, we do it for the thrill.
Oh, I do it for the love, I don't need the drugs, I do it for the thrill.
I'm sorry to the ones that I hurt
I swear I never meant any harm
Now every day I'm getting older
and all the years just fall apart
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Vegas
03:02
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I took a one way ticket to Vegas
Figured some sex and sins could save us.
Lost in my own reflection
I'd give my soul for a shot at perfection
Wherever the night will bring us
We'll drink to the ones that we lost
I hate to live so jaded
So many years I've wasted
Maybe it's meant to hurt?
Maybe it just won't work?
Put your hands in the sky, let's have the time of our lives
Hold them up to the lights, we'll watch the night go by
Maybe It's meant to hurt?
Maybe I was born to struggle?
I live in a hate filled bubble
Where is my call to action?
A constant lack of satisfaction.
Bet on black, you've got me seeing red again
I think this is our last call
I'm cashing in your words.
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I take the crown, and then I give it back
Cause everybody wants what they can't have
I turned the throne into a second home
I built a bed on top of broken bones
And I never, ever ask for more.
Pick your heart up off the floor.
It was a Saturday when we lost that race
I could rip that smile right off your face
And I'll never, ever ask for more.
Let's give a toast to the ones who made us
And escape those who tried to break us
This is the calm before it storms
I lost the fight but I won't lose the war
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