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Rc1:
x-x-x-x x-x-x-x (now I lay me down to sleep) x-x-x-x x-x-x-x (I pray the Lord, my soul to keep) x-x-x-x x-x-x-x (if I shall die before I wake) x-x-x-x x-x-x-x (I pray the Lord, my soul to take)
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R1:
I, I keep a record of the wreckage in my life I gotta recognize the weapon in my mind They talk shit, but I love it every time And I realize
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S1:
I've tasted blood and it is sweet I've had the rug pulled beneath my feet I've trusted lies and trusted men Broke down and put myself back together again Stared in the mirror and punched it to shatters Collected the pieces and picked out a dagger I've pinched my skin in between my two fingers And wished I could cut some parts off with some scissors
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S2:
Come on, little lady, give us a smile No, I ain't got nothing to smile about I got no one to smile for, I waited a while for A moment to say, I don't owe you a goddamn thing
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R1:
I, I keep a record of the wreckage in my life I gotta recognize the weapon in my mind They talk shit, but I love it every time And I realize
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B1:
I'm no sweet dream, but I'm a hell of a night x-x-x-x x-x-x- That I'm no sweet dream, but I'm a hell of a night x-x-x-x x-x-x-x
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S3:
No, I won't smile, but I'll show you my teeth And I'ma let you speak if you just let me breathe I've been polite, but won't be caught dead Letting a man tell me what I should do in my bed Keep my exes in check in my basement 'Cause kindness is weakness, or worse, you're complacent I could play nice or I could be a bully I'm tired and angry, but somebody should be
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S2:
Come on, little lady, give us a smile No, I ain't got nothing to smile about I got no one to smile for, I waited a while for A moment to say, I don't owe you a goddamn thing
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R1:
I, I keep a record of the wreckage in my life I gotta recognize the weapon in my mind They talk shit, but I love it every time And I realize
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R1:
I, I keep a record of the wreckage in my life I gotta recognize the weapon in my mind They talk shit, but I love it every time And I realize
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B2:
Someone like me can be A real nightmare, completely aware But I'd rather be A real nightmare, than die unaware, yeah Someone like me can be A real nightmare, completely aware But I'm glad to be A real nightmare, so save me your prayers
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R1:
I, I keep a record of the wreckage in my life I gotta recognize the weapon in my mind They talk shit, but I love it every time And I realize
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R1:
I, I keep a record of the wreckage in my life I gotta recognize the weapon in my mind They talk shit, but I love it every time And I realize
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B1:
I'm no sweet dream, but I'm a hell of a night x-x-x-x x-x-x- That I'm no sweet dream, but I'm a hell of a night x-x-x-x x