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Sloppy hugs and loose compliments,
With a fighting passion to give up.
My guts are hanging on the ledge.
Or maybe my legs are dangling from my bed.
Toes stretching to reach for the floor.
Fixing the broken pieces...
With a fighting passion to give up.
My guts are hanging on the ledge.
Or maybe my legs are dangling from my bed.
Toes stretching to reach for the floor.
Fixing the broken pieces...