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The party was so dull, and everyone needs an adventure.

All these questions and no answers

Feathers don't come from the sky little angel

Dancing to the beat, and hoping for the end of us

Just another night with major label music.

It's not just girls who have eating disorders

It's just like drowning.

It's better to fight in chains than bow down unbound

You can bend me and break me, but I'm still not yours

We were just a couple of kids strung out on one too many things.