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The rules don’t apply
If your tears never dry When the morning sun Is no different, than the night When you give up on love When your cards are all blank Now your surrounded by bottles, you've drank The rules don’t apply If your dreams all die You sleep for days Simply to avoid waking up When she left you, she broke you And nobody can fix you you lie broken, befuddled, and blue The rules don’t apply If you’re living a lie When your heart only beats for the blood Your true intentions, Hidden only in impressions Your face lies, but your mind always knows You’re broken from your head to your toes Great highs now are only low lows The rules don’t apply If you’re pleading to die When your mind is ticking, like a clock Your fucked up inside Your eyes too open and wide To things that you wish not to see I wish for love still, you and me But I know it will never be
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