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Young love's like jumping out
An airplane riding a tidal wave on an ocean of emotion
My heart rips me wide open
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I can't stop, don't care if I lose
Baby you are the weapon I choose
These wounds are self inflicted
I'm going down in flames for you
Baby you are the weapon I choose
These wounds are self inflicted
One more thing I'm addicted too
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I wanna hit you just to see if you cry
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say something funny, say something sweet
but don't say that you loved me
Cause I'm still breathing
And we've been dead for a while
this sickness has no cure
we're going down for sure
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