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Bet Your Life
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Brittle Bones
I've got little bones to pick With all these skeletons. They've got me rattling to my grave. One by one I stuff them in And ten by ten they spill back out To point their middle fingers at my name.
Quit peering through my windows. Quit standing at my door.
I've been working on my slight of hand And sharpening my teeth もっと沢山の歌詞は ※ Mojim.com But I won't go dancing on my grave. With vacancies in storages On every corner here you can Find somewhere else to lay the blame.
We break then we pretend that we meant none of it. These dead are not my friends. We waste and we collect, but we need none of it. These bones won't mean the end.
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