Wash Wash me off your hands Don't talk just because you can
Now watch me as I run into myself I don't need your guns or your knives or your pretty little lies To send this all to Hell
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Find a place that feels like you Hang some windows on the wall to enhance the view I wanna watch you move like the snake that you are Now slither, little fool Yours is an empty art
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With empty arms, I held you close With open arms, I let you go Go
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