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    Nothing feels the same since you got home
    Someone swapped the pictures on our wall
    Photos of evaporated men
    Torn up bodies thrown across the sand
    There's nothing worse than losing your arm

    She's been really great since I got back
    I'm afraid she knows I'm off the map
    She's been trying talk inside my mouth
    I've been trying calm my conscious down
    There's nothing worse than losing your spine

    When I dream I see your dad holding your throat
    His face up to your ear he screaming "I've been shot"
    Bank on a your life, evolved by your command
    You'll find the painful prize of watching it unhinge

    You, you took it harder than our friends
    I'm afraid you're spiraling again
    Ran into your family at the go
    Looked like they'd been living with a ghost
    There's nothing worse than poverty line

    I can hardly look at her that way
    Naked bodies haven't looked the same
    I can't tell her why she's gotta stop
    Too ashamed to open that one knot
    There's worse than being intertwined

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    You've been dreaming I'm the dad you never had
    Haven't out of body visions of my death
    Bank on a catered life, that bends for your demands
    Expect the painful prize of watching it unhinge

    I remember back when we were kids
    Life without a paralyzing
    Now we get together in a glass
    Hardly speak to watch the silence pass
    There's nothing worse than silent alarm

    We were trying awkwardly to sleep
    Detailed out your plan on my my machine
    They still astounded in the dark
    Shocked that it had finally fallen apart
    There's nothing worse than losing your mind

    I've been dreaming of this unrelenting love
    Depreciated gasping towards a new unknown
    It was a trusted ride before the water froze
    I found the painful prize is rowing it alone

    Drove out to the desert in your van
    Drank some gasoline and made love to your hand
    Cursed your God below for what he'd done
    Before you sucked a gun from your father's gun
    There's nothing worse than losing your life

    At your funeral she took my hand
    Placed it on the baby in your lap
    I've been trying my best to find my peace
    They both look like criminals to me
    There's nothing worse than trusting a lie

    When I dream I see your body inside hers
    When I wake I see your face call it off
    The less you care for it the less it has to grow
    I can't abandon it and watch it turn to smoke

    Recently I'm working on myself
    Starting to convince myself it helps
    There's nothing wrong with being alive

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    Composición: Kevin Devine y Manchester Orchestra

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