I sow these streets with my own blood it seems My soul is feeling unkempt and bare. I'm just like you I'm complicated too. Jealous knives in my back to spare.
I'll burn it black as sin, falling off the wagon again. Burn it black as sin, lost my head. You've got one shot left and now you're done You'll turn your back on everyone Burn it black as sin, time to...
I feel your doors slam in my face Somehow I can't replace this lust that I've found. I'm just like you my spirit's broken too. Burn my bridges into the ground.
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