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Oh I'm knocking down these buildings
Like I'm breaking through these feelings
Stepping on the dreams in my head

And I'm feeling kinda angry
But my attitude will vary
All the things you think I might of said

When you think I'm coming home
Lock the door leave me alone
Run into the ocean instead
And I think I'll try and give you up
Running pretty low on luck
Covered in the sheets of my bed

Covered in the sheets of my bed

So I'm running through the ocean
Flailing in its motion
All the love I had for you is dead
There's a fire for your fury
And a gavel for your jury
And a place that you can claim in my stead

So I'm running through this town in black
Leather jeans and stupid hats
To be or not to be's what he said
And I think I'll try and give you up
Running pretty low on luck
Covered in the sheets of my bed

Covered in the sheets of my bed

And I'll do the best that I can
To fuck up all your plans
You're as blind as the eyes that you steal
I hope your wounds will never heal
And I hate every breathe that you take
Cos I feel and I kneel and I break
And I know, oh I know what it cost
Cos now I am always lost

And your eyes will clash with your skin
And your gaze will hold me in
And I know your mind is set
So I'll take what I can get

So I'll take what I can get

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