1. |
Cant Be Saved
02:32
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said you could save me i dont think you can
wont be that easy im not a mechanical man
so you thought it would be fun to play with my heart
but now im in my room ready to rip it apart
im sittin alone alone
aint got no home
heard you sayin my stupid name
frowning all the time and they think im insane
and im scared im not alive
theres nothing human left inside
ive got problems just like you
nothin special youve been through
im sittin alone alone
aint got no home
heard you sayin my stupid name
frowning all the time and they think im insane
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2. |
See It All Again
02:02
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look for the same things in their eyes
a different girl a different guy
i blow things up in my mind
fueled by all these fiendish lies
i see it all again
so my lifes not all it seems
the sadness lives inside of me
i dont wanna see you leave
but youre not the one i wanna see
i see it all again
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3. |
Dont Need You
02:05
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all i had was you you made me feel
like everything id do was so unreal
and when id try and run youd hold me down
and all my time was gone
so when you see me on the street
dont expect to see me in defeat
dont need you
my eyes are now open this isnt real
i want to be alone again so i want feel
like i need to prove myself to anyone else
or listen to your stupid mouth
so when you see me on the street
dont expect to see me in defeat
dont need you
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