I am clearly broken and no one knows what to do
Pieces of the puzzle don't fit, so I pound them into you
Itching is the pulse inside, creeping up to come alive
It's just doing what it's gonna do
Times are looking grim these days, holding on to everything
It's hard to draw the line
Shut the fuck up, get up
Shut the fuck up, get up
Shut the fuck up, get up
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I can't wait to rip my eyes out and look at you
Peace through pain is precious, especially when it's done by you
Itching is the pulse inside, creeping up to come alive
It's just doing what it's gonna do
Times are looking grim these days, holding on to everything
It's hard to draw the line
And I'm hiding in this empty space, tortured by my memories of what I left behind
Shut the fuck up, get up
Lyric provided by http://www.poprockbands.com
Shut the fuck up, get up
Shut the fuck up, get up
(Up, up, up, up, up)
Times are looking grim these days, holding on to everything
It's hard to draw the line
And I'm hiding in this empty space, tortured by my memories of what I left behind
Shut the fuck up, get up
Shut the fuck up, get up
Shut the fuck up, get up
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