I'm a glutton for pain and for glory
For fame, for supporting the
Masochist frequency wave
To the audience giving applause to the
Gossipy bitches performing their life on the
Stage an attack, it's a trap, it's a lack
of the medication I forgot to
Take all the infantry, warn the whole cavalry
The world is exploding soon

Or maybe it's just you.

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I left my love in Canada
I left my love alone
I left a bitchy voicemail on her phone
So let's run to New York City
And there, we'll never sleep
We'll stay awake till morning,
Writing songs and things to keep us both alive
And if you die by twenty-five, I'll be there too
'Cause I'm always at your side, I'm like a bruise
That just won't go away, set into your bones
I left my love in Canada, back at home.

Destined for greatness or destined for madness
Who cares for the outcome
Because I'm in love with you,
Scott, stop that imagery
I think you're killing me
I am miraculous, We are the ones come on
Top of the world, I'll top for the girls if you wanted me to
Or bottom, we both hit rock bottom, we'll only go
Up from here

Rising like foam on a pint of beer and

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I left my love in Canada
Washington, Belgium, and Jax
I'll fly out to Toronto to take my lost love back
In Scotland and Long Island,
I left my arms and legs
My friends hold up my body
And my family holds my head
Keep still, my love
My friends hold up my body
And my family holds my head
And If you'd like to, instead, you can fly to me
And we'll push our deadlines back, die at thirty-three
'Cause I won't go away, set in to your bones
I left my love in Canada, back at home