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Sunshine
There ain't a thing that you can do
That's gonna my night
(But, there's just something about)
This dizzy dreamer and her bleeding little blue boy
your fingers like you're done and
You've decided there is so much more than me
And baby, honestly
It's harder breathing to you, I shake
I a gun and as the preacher tried to stop me
Hold my heart it's beating for you anyway
What if I can't forget you?
I'll my throat
I'll be the fire that'll catch you
What's so about picking up the pieces?
None of the colors ever up anymore in hole...
Nobody prays for the heartless
gives another penny for the selfish
You're learning how to you kill now
Don't mind me, I'm just reaching for necklace
Talking to my mom about this little girl from Texas
What if I can't forget you?
I'll burn your name into my throat
I'll be the fire that'll catch you
What's so good about picking up the pieces?
None of the colors ever light up anymore in this hole
Just her to me
You know I can't afford the medicine
That feeds I need
So, baby, what if I can't forget you?
(What if I can't forget you?)
invisible lips like a shadow on the wall
And just throw, oh no
You can't just throw me away...
So, what if I can't you?
I'll burn your into my throat
I'll be the fire that'll catch you
What's so good up the pieces?
if I don't even want to?
(Oh-oh oh-oh....)
What if I can't forget you?
I'll burn your name into my throat
I'll be the fire that'll catch you
What's so good about picking up the pieces?
None of the ever light up anymore in this hole
Just her to me
You know I can't afford the medicine
That feeds what I need
So, baby, if I can't forget you?
(What if I can't you?)
I'd better learn to alone
What's so good about picking up the pieces?
What's so good about? What's so good about?
What's so good about up the pieces?
(Oh)
There ain't a thing that you can do
That's gonna my night
(But, there's just something about)
This dizzy dreamer and her bleeding little blue boy
your fingers like you're done and
You've decided there is so much more than me
And baby, honestly
It's harder breathing to you, I shake
I a gun and as the preacher tried to stop me
Hold my heart it's beating for you anyway
What if I can't forget you?
I'll my throat
I'll be the fire that'll catch you
What's so about picking up the pieces?
None of the colors ever up anymore in hole...
Nobody prays for the heartless
gives another penny for the selfish
You're learning how to you kill now
Don't mind me, I'm just reaching for necklace
Talking to my mom about this little girl from Texas
What if I can't forget you?
I'll burn your name into my throat
I'll be the fire that'll catch you
What's so good about picking up the pieces?
None of the colors ever light up anymore in this hole
Just her to me
You know I can't afford the medicine
That feeds I need
So, baby, what if I can't forget you?
(What if I can't forget you?)
invisible lips like a shadow on the wall
And just throw, oh no
You can't just throw me away...
So, what if I can't you?
I'll burn your into my throat
I'll be the fire that'll catch you
What's so good up the pieces?
if I don't even want to?
(Oh-oh oh-oh....)
What if I can't forget you?
I'll burn your name into my throat
I'll be the fire that'll catch you
What's so good about picking up the pieces?
None of the ever light up anymore in this hole
Just her to me
You know I can't afford the medicine
That feeds what I need
So, baby, if I can't forget you?
(What if I can't you?)
I'd better learn to alone
What's so good about picking up the pieces?
What's so good about? What's so good about?
What's so good about up the pieces?
(Oh)
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