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Caraphernelia 
Hard
by Pierce The Veil
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Sunshine
There ain't a thing you can do
That's gonna ruin my night
(But, there's just something about)
This dizzy dreamer and her bleeding little blue boy
Licking your fingers like you're done and
You've decided is so much more me
And baby, honestly
It's breathing next to you, I shake
I brought 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 burn your name into my throat
I'll be the fire that'll you
What's so good picking up the pieces?
None of the colors ever light up anymore in this hole...
Nobody prays for the heartless
Nobody another for the selfish
You're learning how to taste what you now
Don't mind me, I'm reaching for necklace
Talking to my mom about this girl from Texas
What if I can't forget you?
I'll into my throat
I'll be the fire that'll catch you
What's so good about picking up the pieces?
of the colors ever light up anymore in this hole
Just her back to me
You know I can't afford the medicine
That feeds what I need
So, baby, what if I can't forget you?
(What if I can't forget you?)
Collide lips like a shadow on the wall
And just throw, oh no
You can't just me away...
So, what if I can't forget you?
I'll burn your name my throat
I'll be the fire that'll catch you
What's so good about picking up the pieces?
What if I don't even want to?
(Oh-oh oh-oh....)
What if I can't forget you?
I'll burn 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 hole
Just give her back to me
You know I can't afford the medicine
That feeds what I need
So, baby, what if I can't forget you?
(What if I can't you?)
I'd to live alone
What's so good about picking up the pieces?
What's so about? What's so good about?
What's so good about up the pieces?
(Oh)
There ain't a thing you can do
That's gonna ruin my night
(But, there's just something about)
This dizzy dreamer and her bleeding little blue boy
Licking your fingers like you're done and
You've decided is so much more me
And baby, honestly
It's breathing next to you, I shake
I brought 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 burn your name into my throat
I'll be the fire that'll you
What's so good picking up the pieces?
None of the colors ever light up anymore in this hole...
Nobody prays for the heartless
Nobody another for the selfish
You're learning how to taste what you now
Don't mind me, I'm reaching for necklace
Talking to my mom about this girl from Texas
What if I can't forget you?
I'll into my throat
I'll be the fire that'll catch you
What's so good about picking up the pieces?
of the colors ever light up anymore in this hole
Just her back to me
You know I can't afford the medicine
That feeds what I need
So, baby, what if I can't forget you?
(What if I can't forget you?)
Collide lips like a shadow on the wall
And just throw, oh no
You can't just me away...
So, what if I can't forget you?
I'll burn your name my throat
I'll be the fire that'll catch you
What's so good about picking up the pieces?
What if I don't even want to?
(Oh-oh oh-oh....)
What if I can't forget you?
I'll burn 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 hole
Just give her back to me
You know I can't afford the medicine
That feeds what I need
So, baby, what if I can't forget you?
(What if I can't you?)
I'd to live alone
What's so good about picking up the pieces?
What's so about? What's so good about?
What's so good about up the pieces?
(Oh)
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