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[Verse 1]Half of the decade trying to copeMore that I injure, sparser the hopeSo pry up the tiles and gut out the floorsFind the foundation's not safe anymore [Chorus]And after the Lord speaks, baby, take me where the crowd don't runAnd I'll find my shadow waitingFilthy with a twisted tongueAnd I'll hide everything in my headAnd forget everyone that I've metAnd I'll never be open againOh, how good it must feel to not love anything [Verse 2]Half of the decadе caught in the ropeFashion the hеadache, I'll be the host [Chorus]And after the Lord speaks, baby, take me where the crowd don't runAnd I'll find my shadow waitingFilthy with a twisted tongueAnd I'll hide everything in my headAnd forget everyone that I've metAnd I'll never be open againOh, how good it must feel to not love anythingOh, how good it must feel to not love anythingOh, how good it must feel to not love anything
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