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Talking loud
Talking crazy
Nock me outside
Praying for the rain to come
Bone dried again
It hurts
That I remember every scar
But I’ve learned
That living is the harmless part
I can’t
Believe
In what I did for love
I can’t
Believe
In what I did for us
Oh
Crashing
We burn into flames
Switch my self up
And not do anything
I can’t
Believe
In what I did for love
What I did for love