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SINGER: Thrice
SONG:In Years To Come
I want to take the bullet, the one aimed straight for your heart i want to meet the wolves halfway, and let them tear me apart but that's not the way they do it here i want to lay on the tracks, feel hot steel screaming at me expose the bones on my back, let me show you what i mean yeah, it's a different kind of love i want to climb barbed waire fences and warm our hands in blood and this is my gift, asking you to fix my ruined hands and it's a gift that keeps on giving, and right now it's all i have to give i want to write the perfect song, and play it just for you while you're tangled up in sleep i need you more that i'll ever know until i stop breathing, my lungs will take you for granted
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