yes..still emily
To never open a book, always reading a magazine
Outspend, betting if it looks like winning, you haven't been
Knives don't have your back, I wait and I count
The knives don't have your back
I wait and I count to the last breath we take
What we made doesn't make sense
What's a wolf without a pack?
Open your chest and take the heart from it
Open your chest
What's bad, we'll fix it
What's wrong, we'll make it all right
All right, it's gone, we'll find it
Takes so long, we've got time
All the time
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