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Front Row Seats To The End Of The World

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Front Row Seats To The End Of The World

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You never feed me, until it's too late

You never see me coming

It hurts my head when you tell me

Everything is alright

I tried to write something meaningful, and I feel I've lost my slide

Can't think of anything really unflattering tonight

You lie to me and I'm getting bored of this stupid conversation

Stop fucking interrogation, scream my own behind

Open your eyes and look outside

It's gonna fuck you up and leave without the shell

This is bettering, I'll bring you down

Your best lost it for annihilation

I tried to write something meaningful, and I feel I've lost my slide

Can't think of anything really unflattering tonight

You lie to me and I'm getting bored of these stupid conversations

Stop fucking interrogation, just lead when I'm behind

Keep on closing, closing your eyes

Keep on closing, closing your eyes

Keep on closing, closing your eyes

Keep on closing, closing your eyes

I tried to write something meaningful, and I feel I've lost my slide

Can't think of anything really unflattering tonight

You lie to me and I'm getting bored of these stupid conversations

Stop fucking interrogation, just lead when I'm behind

Write your words on a scrap of paper

Tiny time you on my little finger?

Can't think of anything to make it worth the fight

For this only with the little numbers

Every time I feel like hating summer

Can't think of anyone can make it worth the fight

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