Headlights... burn and then fade out. Unlike... the long distant way out You think that your perfect for this That you can survive when it suddenly hits And all that I have to resist, The blood in my body, the bones in my wrist Tell me... something to save me All day... it felt like you break me 'Cos some of the people your with, would stare at you static to take what you give And all that I have to resist, The blood in my body, the bones in my wrist It's not like I asked for this You think that your perfect for this That you can survive when it suddenly hits And all that I have to resist, The blood in my body, the bones in my wrist It's not like I asked for this
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