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By Billy Talent, Everybody is tired and poor and sick of trying
If you
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By Billy Talent, Do it again
She said to me
So I nailed my hand
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By Billy Talent, In a garage, beside a house, there is a luxury
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By Billy Talent, Twisted tongues will place you in their category
Face to
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By Billy Talent, Oh my girl
Your so hot when you walk you melt
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By Billy Talent, Won't you stop, take a breath
Find a moment to reflect
On
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By Billy Talent, A devil in a midnight mass,
He prayed behind stained
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By Billy Talent, A devil in a midnight mass,
Who prayed behind stained
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By Billy Talent, As I get closer, my dreams get farther
I climb that
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By Billy Talent, Woah-oh-oh
Woah-oh
Woah-oh-oh
Slapped my face, slammed the door
A dozen roses lay on
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By Billy Talent, In a crooked little town, they were lost and never
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By Billy Talent, Just as i began to run
You came and stole my
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By Billy Talent, Forced conversation, hidden agenda, you think we're
stupid how dare you!
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By Billy Talent, What you see is what you get (don't you know)
Fishing
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By Billy Talent, Constant quick fixes, don't make no sense
Hop on bandwagons, you
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By Billy Talent, Need more friends with wings
All the angels I know
Put concrete
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By Billy Talent, All we shared was a mattress, and a lie, and
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By Billy Talent, Never understood how she could,
Mean so little to so
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By Billy Talent, Vanities are only charity
And she makes donations at the Tiffany's,
Life
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By Billy Talent, I'd never bite off more then i could chew
But
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By Billy Talent, Cast off the crutch that kills the pain,
The red
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By Billy Talent, Rejected since day one
My name is, Bastard Son
I've been damned
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By Billy Talent, I stumble through the wreckage
Rusted from the rain
There's nothing left
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By Billy Talent, They found an empty bottle on her windowsill
The day her
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By Billy Talent, My head, it hurts, each day its getting worse
my looks,
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By Billy Talent, Well I'm scared of my reflection
Is it mine or is
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By Billy Talent, She reads a book from across the street,
Waiting for
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By Billy Talent, A slap in the face,
And I can’t erase,
These
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By Billy Talent, The gun is loaded when the glass is full
Down the
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By Billy Talent, Let the rain fall down, let it fall to the
