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The purple walls I’m swimming in

It was the first and the last time

We broke those hearts of cinnamon

I can remember what it taste like

The room was moving, you were losing

A balance and all kinds of things like me

I heard this coming from a mile away

Ask my friends outside if it’s all okay

Can I leave you now, and break us to pieces?

It’s gonna sting like hell when you’re missing nights

And the gang’s all set for the Friday fights

But I’m so ready to break us to pieces

A friendly face to fill the void

You’re the glue, and the staple

A parachute, and we’re deployed

I can remember what it felt like

The wind was blowing, so where we going?

Maybe far away from home

Oh, home sweet home

I heart this coming from a mile away

Ask my friends outside if it’s all okay

Can I leave you now, and break us to pieces?

It’s gonna sting like hell when you’re missing nights

And the game’s all set for the Friday fights

But I’m so ready to break us to pieces

I say oh oh, oh oh, oh oh oh

Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh oh

Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh oh, oh

I heard this coming from a mile away

Ask my friends outside if it’s all okay

Can I leave you now, and break us to pieces?

It’s gonna sting like hell when you’re missing nights

And the game’s all set for the Friday fights

But I’m so ready to break us to pieces

Can I leave you now, and break us to pieces?

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