Blackbirds
I shiver and shake through warm and cold
\r\nI'm alone
\r\nOn my own
\r\nIn every mistake I dig this hole through my skin
\r\nAnd bones
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\r\nIt's harder starting over
\r\nThan never to have changed
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\r\nWith blackbirds following me
\r\nI'm digging out my grave
\r\nThey close in, swallowing me
\r\nThe pain, it comes in waves
\r\nI'm getting back what I gave
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\r\nI sweat through the sheet as daylight fades
\r\nAs I waste away
\r\nIt traps me inside mistakes I made
\r\nThat's the price I pay
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\r\nIt's harder starting over
\r\nThan never to have changed
\r\n
\r\nWith blackbirds following me
\r\nI'm digging out my grave
\r\nThey close in, swallowing me
\r\nThe pain, it comes in waves
\r\nI'm getting back what I gave
\r\n
\r\nI drop to the floor like I did before
\r\nStop, watching I'm coughing, I can't be more
\r\nWhat I want and what I need are a constant war
\r\nLike a well full of poison, a rotten core
\r\nThe blood goes thin, the fever stings
\r\nAnd I shake from the hell that the habits bring
\r\nLay the sick ones down
\r\nThe bells will ring
\r\nPut pennies on their eyes, let the dead men sing
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\r\nBlackbirds following me
\r\nI'm digging out my grave
\r\nThey close in, swallowing me
\r\nThe pain, it comes in waves
\r\nI'm getting back what I gave
\r\n
\r\nI'm getting back what I gave
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