Untitled

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Butch Walker - Pop

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[Refrain] Everything is dark Everybody's here All I gotta do is get the words right When the microphone is near [Verse 1] Shoot off all my thoughts Maybe make it rhyme Try to be as honest with myself to them Without committing the crime I know that I can't put it the way That a better-read person could do So I sacrifice my talent for the truth [Chorus] So let it burn, let it fall Let it drain the blood from my legs as I crawl And let it circulate right through a vein That's never gonna rupture when I fall [Verse 2] Everybody screams Then everybody stops I just wanna have a little moment when the silence gets me off Let me say my peace Get out of your hair All I wanted was to be the backrest On your broken, hopeless chair And I know that the living are lifeless And if the doctors could euthanize half of the things That make me become the person that I hate [Chorus] So let it burn, let it fall Let it drain the blood from my legs as I crawl And let it circulate right through a vein That's never gonna rupture when I fall [Refrain] Everything is dark Everybody's here All I gotta do is get the words right When the microphone is near

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