And they say “lets go this way” you can’t go home again unless you shed your skin. The words I meant to leave left out, reach in deeper. The words I meant to leave left out, darker, darker. Don’t worry; I can’t kill the memory (I wish I could). Paint it black, we are white. I cannot come clean, come clean. Run me away, I’ll spend my life and I won’t waste your time. The words I meant to leave left out, oh come on. The way you felt to just get out, don’t release me. Don’t worry; I can’t kill the memory (I wish I could). Paint it black, we are white. I cannot come clean, come clean. Break down, I’ll fade away. A life worth living can’t be saved.
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