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letras de ten after two – dead after dallas

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it’s not for the fame
not so much a catch and you fall apart
it’s such a sad excuse
i’ll hang, hang, hang until it’s done
don’t ever tell me we’re the f-cking same

i’ve got bigger plans than this and it’s not for the fame
not so much a catch when you fall apart
it’s such a sad excuse, it’s all the same, a sad excuse

i’ve got a layer of h-ll sitting under my skin
all these string have become knots
let’s cut them all

with only regrets i can hardly see straight
so wash me white as snow
with no persuasion and only contradiction
these lies are all i know

i need an answer
i need the truth
i need an outing (why have we pushed so hard)

i need an answer
i need the truth
i need an outing (why have we pushed so hard)

all these strings have become knots and
i’m bound to fall if i’m left on my own
i have had it up to the brink
so hang, hang, hang until it’s done

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