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*** Autor textu: Mark Hoppus
The place I used to live, made me feel like a tourist
I couldn't coexist with the cold and suspicious
When the last remaining left was starting to filter
It seemed the perfect time to step into the future
Your heart is no grave to be perfectly honest
Your mouth's a smoking gun
And you smile while your twisting the knife in my stomach
Until everything is gone
Take all you can from me
I've got weak constitution
I'm led so easily
So easily
I left it all behind, in the dead of last winter
I left it all behind, but the question still lingers
So long forgotten friends, no, you don't know the difference
Between love and submission, and I'm not that obedient
Your heart is no grave, to be perfectly honest
Your mouth's a smoking gun
And you smile while your twisting the knife in my stomach
Until everything is gone
Take all you can from me
I've got weak constitution
I'm led so easily
So easily
And she's trying to sleep it off
With her head on my shoulder
And I'm trying to keep it out
Of my thoughts when I hold her (Take all you can from me)
And I'm trying to sleep it off
With her head on my shoulder (I'm led so easily)
And I'm trying to figure out
Of my thoughts when I hold her
Your heart is no grave, to be perfectly honest
Your mouth's a smoking gun
And you smile while your twisting the knife in my stomach
Until everything is gone
Take all you can from me
I've got weak constitution
I'm led so easily
So easily
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