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closer to the truth
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your hero's heart is bleeding once again
i know about love and its not just for your friends
they're all loving each other all over again
i wasn't born in a fountain spring
it took life's lessons to see what it brings
i'm not killing our youth to spite the dead
no matter what i said before, forget what i said
i just wish we'd all come a little closer to the truth
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you always come running up a hill
but you always get here like you're dressed to kill
i think to myself "i didn't invite her"
now she's sitting down and drinking my cider
if i left it up to you, do you think it would be alright?
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i made it up
02:03
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i don't want to go there if there's gonna be a show there
you can always call me later alligator
but speaking of the razors and the blue and pink lasers
pointing right back at you at the station
you hold your hand up high and swear you're gonna die
but today is another day you survived
just sifting through the lies of other peoples' lives
and never no surprise you're always waiting
to complicate things what the future always brings
and i never knew it was invited
seems like we're always fighting when the sun is always rising
making up, making out, i made it up
seems like the starry skies always empathize
the weight of fate and how you wear it
do you welcome it in or are you scared of it
i'm not afraid to float so i'll take care of it
do you run and hide from people on your side
when you can't decide your own side?
seems like we're always fighting when the sun is always rising
making up, making out, i made it up
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i might pet your head to death
i might pet your head to death
trying to hold together what's left
but there's nothing left
i'm in your way again
in many ways i am
to resist the urge
to binge and purge
i might pet your head to death
i might pet your head to death
trying to hold together what's left
but there's nothing left
your on your way again
the fastest way to the end
it wasn't clear before
when you heard the doors
on a midnight run
to the rising sun
i might pet your head to death
i might pet your head to death
trying to hold together what's left
but there's nothing left
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ton of bricks
02:51
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cause you make me feel like a ton of bricks
the way you dropped me
everything i said you could have stopped me
but i'll just find a new way to be
and try to pretend it doesn't matter to me
its like living life without reality
its like living life as a casualty
would you cancel your time and spend it with me?
you know you'll always miss what your missing
and i'll always be jealous of who you're kissing
it just seems like you were right for me
when i stop to think what it was like for me
but its the pain you cause others just by living
that you can't escape, forgive, or be forgiven
cause you make me feel like a ton of bricks
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dreams
01:46
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dreams are so old
like having curfews, always being told
what to do
it doesn't suit you and you don't wear it well
you don't wear it at all
screams are so old round here
you don't hear them anymore
will it be the naked truth
if i tell the story again?
i've got a million friends
but i can count 'em on one hand
dreams
dreams are so old
dreams
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