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As red city gives me hope, screamin through the stereo, all the strength I need, it's always the last to go, with each new lyric, I find a new ray of hope, I finally let you go, I need to fuckin let it go...now it's so long and goodbye, lets sing along.
Raise a glass, here's to you, my dear old fair-weathered friend, a toast, after tonight, I hope our paths will never cross again, so drink up!
Strike a match, spark a flame, burn any bridge, that leads to me, through the smoke, I hope you'll find a way back home, a way back home.
To face the memory of a ghost, I leave behind, hear me when I say, so fucking long, good fucking bye.
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I've kicked, these sheets off my feet, 20 times tonight, I can't fuckin sleep, there's things you can't take back, and I can't let it go.
These lies they cut so deep, this tangled web you weave, how do you keep your story straight. you built this house of lies, it'll be your demise, when it all comes crashing down, cus this time, you've gone too far, can't take it back.
The deal is dead, it's null and void, last chance been spent, my will devoid.
I hope you know, I was all in, think I'll cash out, before you spin.
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Goodbye Horses
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Here we are again old friend, bloodshot eyes, poundin head. These days I feel so weak, drink to coma, rinse and repeat.
Close my eyes when I brush my teeth, despise the bastard looking back at me. So far from where I want to be, so far gone, can't get back on my feet.
Can't seem to break this spell, this bottle's got on me, I've drained so many sorrows, I can't fuckin see, I'm slowly killing myself, one bottle at a time, can't fuckin seem to wake up, I think I've lost my mind.
With nerves exposed, poured over ice, 80 proof that's my fuckin vice, broken bottles, jagged scars, lift me up now with all my flaws.
I brought this onto myself, I'm my own worst enemy.
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When everyone else has come and gone, I'll see your face fighting for light in the storm. But no one made you get the hell out of town, we all knew your heart was somewhere else.
We're fighting for the message we're not taking it for granted.
I never wanted it to end like this.
we're not the same, I never had it made.
I'll never take back, a god damned thing, and I won't change for the world. I'll never regret a god damned thing, and I won't change for the world.
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The Stars, They Beckon Champaign, Illinois
Melodic punk from CU, Illinois. An overdose of gruff vocals in the vein of Leatherface and Jawbreaker. A biography of everything that is right and wrong about the cornfields of the Midwest.
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