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Sam, the weak accomplice
Knew he had a choice
He always startled easily
With the sound of every voice
A pocket full of excess
The take and take and take
Left him with a trigger pointed
Staring at his shakes
And it goes on, it goes on
She was given nothing
But their selfish lack
They sleep with one eye open
'Cause they know she's coming back
But she will wait her turn
Absent from concern
Knew he had a choice
He always startled easily
With the sound of every voice
A pocket full of excess
The take and take and take
Left him with a trigger pointed
Staring at his shakes
And it goes on, it goes on
She was given nothing
But their selfish lack
They sleep with one eye open
'Cause they know she's coming back
But she will wait her turn
Absent from concern
The furnace inside her
It burns and burns and burns
And it goes on, it goes on
Weak links never practice what they preach
They coward down below, that's what you call defeat
And in their darkest hour, It's hard to breathe
We try to catch up with the world
But we're so far out of reach
We're so far out of reach
Leanin' in the dark
Stands this vacant man
Slicing her with his words
Always grabbing her with his hands
And it goes on, on, it goes on
It burns and burns and burns
And it goes on, it goes on
Weak links never practice what they preach
They coward down below, that's what you call defeat
And in their darkest hour, It's hard to breathe
We try to catch up with the world
But we're so far out of reach
We're so far out of reach
Leanin' in the dark
Stands this vacant man
Slicing her with his words
Always grabbing her with his hands
And it goes on, on, it goes on
Weak links never practice what they preach
They coward down below, that's what you call defeat
And in their darkest hour, It's hard to breathe
We try to catch up with the world
But we're so far out of reach
We're so far out of reach
I wish i had've warned you
Of this broken path
With each step you take
You know there's no turning back
Weak links never practice what they preach
They coward down below, that's what you call defeat
And in their darkest hour, It's hard to breathe
We try to catch up with the world
They coward down below, that's what you call defeat
And in their darkest hour, It's hard to breathe
We try to catch up with the world
But we're so far out of reach
We're so far out of reach
I wish i had've warned you
Of this broken path
With each step you take
You know there's no turning back
Weak links never practice what they preach
They coward down below, that's what you call defeat
And in their darkest hour, It's hard to breathe
We try to catch up with the world
But we're so far out of reach
We're so far out of reach
We try to catch up with the world
We try to catch up with the world
We try to catch up with the world
But we're so far out of reach
We try to catch up with the world
We try to catch up with the world
We try to catch up with the world
But we're so far out of reach
We're so far out of reach
We try to catch up with the world
We try to catch up with the world
We try to catch up with the world
But we're so far out of reach
We try to catch up with the world
We try to catch up with the world
We try to catch up with the world
But we're so far out of reach
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