Caraphernelia

Pierce The Veil

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    Sunshine
    There ain't a thing that you can do
    That's gonna ruin my night
    (But there's just something about)
    This dizzy dreamer and her bleeding little blue boy
    Licking your fingers like you're done and
    You've decide there is so much more than me (oh)
    And, baby, honestly, it's harder breathing next to you
    I shake, brought a gun, and as the preacher tried to stop me
    Hold my heart it's beating for you anyway

    What if I can't forget you? (Oh)
    I'll burn your name into my throat
    I'll be the fire that'll catch you
    What's so good about picking up the pieces?
    None of the colors ever light up anymore in this hole

    Ooh-whoa-oh

    Nobody prays for the heartless (no)
    Nobody gives another penny for the selfish
    (You're learning how to taste what you kill now)
    Don't mind me, I'm just reaching for your necklace
    Talkin' to my mama about this little girl from Texas

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    What if I can't forget you? (Oh)
    I'll burn your name into my throat
    I'll be the fire that'll catch you
    What's so good about picking up the pieces?
    None of the colors ever light up anymore in this hole

    Just give her back to me
    You know I can't afford the medicine that feeds what I need
    So, baby, what if I can't forget you?
    (What if I can't forget you?)
    Collide invisible lips
    Like a shadow on the wall and just throw, oh, no
    You can't just throw me away

    Oh (ooh)
    (Ooh, ooh)
    So what if I can't forget you?
    I'll burn your name into my throat
    I'll be the fire that'll catch you and what's
    And what so good about picking up the pieces?
    What if I don't even want to?

    Oh, oh, oh
    Oh, oh, oh, oh
    Oh, oh, oh

    What if I can't forget you?
    I'll burn your name into my throat
    I'll be the fire that'll catch you
    What's so good about picking up the pieces?
    None of the colors ever light up anymore in this hole

    Just give her back to me
    You know I can't afford the medicine that feeds what I need
    So, baby, what if I can't forget you?
    (What if I can't forget you?)
    I'm bitter as I leave alone

    What's so good about picking up the pieces?
    (What's so good about-, what's so good about-, oh, no)
    What's so good about picking up the pieces? (Ooh-ooh)

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    Composition: Tom Denney and Vic Fuentes

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