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Little Deaths
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Sir Sly
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And I'm fed up with little deaths Pretend I'm free of consequences I see it now I made a mess I cling to you like lips cling to a cigarette I cling to you like lips cling to a cigarette I cling to you like lips cling to a cigarette I don't know how to be alone Never learned to face the unknown I don't know how to be alone Shallow breaths as panic grows I needed you to fix me Now I need a pick-me-up Out of habits and I'm out of good luck All out of habits and I'm out of good luck Well I'm fed up with loneliness Light me up a little bit of tenderness And I think Gotyе sang it best I made my bed but I don't wanna liе in it I cling to you like lips cling to a cigarette I cling to you like lips cling to a cigarette I don't know how to be alone Never learned to face the unknown I don't know how to be alone Shallow breaths as panic grows I needed you to fix me I might be alone I'm glad to be alive Not quite alone I'm glad to be alive I'm not alone The best I do is try And try And try And try Try to be alive I don't know how to be alone Never learned to face the unknown I don't know how to be alone Shallow breaths as panic grows I'm fed up with these little deaths Done clinging on like lips cling to a cigarette I'm fed up with these little deaths Done clinging on like lips cling to a cigarette
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