He watched the sparks just flicker bare
Into the void of
well it gives me the runaround and I don't wanna
you're on your way so take me back, take me
there you are 500 miles from homein a hotel room
something makes me want to pick up a plastic bag
you falli end up in the middle you call i
born to be usedlike a rat in a labbred like
no regrets from the outside or safe bets to make
i'd fake it all, to work it ini'd climb a
lock your doors and restrain your whore, man i'm comin'
flies on my facedon't have the strength to make them
you don't conform, you contort you distort everything you don't
i never cryi choose suicidebut before I dolook at mejust
you only know me by my namebut that's okit's through
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