Give me, give me, give me the truth now
I promise I can handle it if you can
Cause you've been running from yourself for way too long
So give me any reason not to cut you out
You're far too gone, yeah
Watch you pretending, you know it all,
Shift any blame outside
Vending the victim when it cells
How do you even sleep at night?
As I drive and drive
In that bleak December, you're just too cold
But I need the answer, before you'd fold
You would hold your cards inside your chest
I think I drove too far for that bleak December
And how full of shit you are, how full of shit you are
yourself
fooling
cause
cards
dying
drove
drive
vending
would
chest
night
cells
anyone
handle
chance
promise
before
think
alone
bleak
freeze
running
skull
watch
december
inside
maybe
outside
answer
fucking
personalities
alive
reason
weave
fifty
pretending
really
wanna
shift
sleep
spotlight
steal
truth
trying
blame
victim
better
wonder
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