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So let me tell you a different story
It starts the same right as the first
And the bottle gets clearer the feelings just a little worst
All the ships are sinking the bells are ringing
It's all rehearsed
But I can't get any lower
It's always raining in this hearse

I'm Alive

Waiting for it all to come crashing down (it's always crashing down for you)
We're just beneath the sights and sounds (the sights and sounds)
There is no use in standing tall (tall)
Cause there will be no curtain call

Let me tell you a different story
It ends the same right as the third
And the bottles been broken but god I can't stop the thirst
All that's left is pain and feeling a little worse
But I can't get any lower
My Body's living in this hearse

I'm Alive

Waiting for it all to come crashing down (it's always crashing down for you)
We're just beneath the sights and sounds (the sights and sounds)
There is no use in standing tall (tall)
Cause there will be no curtain call

I may be in last place but I'm the first in line
And though my arrows may miss
My words and knives are precise
I'll be the last one beating
On this fucking door
And I refuse I refuse I refuse
To Slave anymore

We're going to hell in a heartbeat
And you know just what for
I gave you my blood
Give me some fucking more

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