If the things I like don't take up your time don't bring me down
Because all these things pull apart at the seams but
This time I intend to say what I mean
So put your foot down on my throat
So I can play you the songs I wrote
Great escapes they are okay if you get away
But you burned it all down, you burned it all down
And we won't overcome, we'll just endure
We'll drown them all out. We'll drown them all out
And if they find me at the bottom then they've won
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If Divine intervention was your intention all along
Well the finer things they never came to me but
Maybe St. Pete can say I'm wrong
But I kinda think that he won't
So say all the things you've done
And say something true for once
Because I've been out here for a while
And it's been wearing down on me
So say all things you've done
And I hope you are okay
I ruin your week days
Cruel ironic mistakes are back in style
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I've always wanted to learn to paint, but you always told me I can't
A life of doubt left my canvas blank, so I cut off both of my hands
I've always wanted to learn to paint, but you always told me I can't
A life of doubt left my canvas blank, so I cut off both of my hands
I've always wanted to learn to paint, but you always told me I can't
A life of doubt left my canvas blank, so I cut off both of my hands
Cut off both of my hands
Cut off both of my hands