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Six Foot Dug Out Holes
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If I Die First
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I’ve been holding on to words I can’t say right But I know they’ll sound better in the morning When I hold you close, sometimes I wonder why All the constant back and forth becomes so haunting The way you talk just makes my skin start crawling (But I can't stand to be by myself at all) I’ll do better if you just stop calling (But you can't stand to be by yourself at all) Everything I ever said to you I really regret Left to pick up all the pieces when you get in mess These are things I guess I never really got off my chest I know I’m a problem, baby you’re no better We’ve been here a thousand times Not a chance of moving forward (I know we tried so hard but it’s not enough) Well maybe in a different life, a different world This could all be better That’s just wishful thinking, wishful thinking This irony is burning to the touch Everyday is the same old story Everyday is the same old story I’m so sorry but that's just not enough You sleep in six foot dug out holes where All your words are a casket And you keep going on and on 'til you're not breathing (So just tell me what you’re trying to say I’m so sick and tired of playing the games) The way you talk just makes my skin start crawling (But I can't stand to be by myself at all) I’ll do better if you just stop calling (But you can't stand to be by yourself at all) Everything I ever said to you I really regret Left to pick up all the pieces when you get in mess These are things I guess I never really got off my chest I know I’m a problem, baby you’re no better You sleep in six foot dug out holes where All your words are a casket And you keep going on and on 'til you're not breathing You sleep in six foot dug out holes where All your words are a casket And you keep going on and on 'til you're not breathing You sleep in six foot dug out holes where All your words are a casket And you keep going on and on 'til you're not breathing You sleep in six foot dug out holes where All your words are a casket And you keep going on and on 'til you're not breathing
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