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I self destruct It's what I do best I wreck things I love I leave behind mess I'm on a war path of my own And I burn bridges better than most Set in my ways like stone I keep wandering lonely roads Brought up in a tired old town I've never been one for sticking around I've got madness on my mind I keep running to leave it behind This cold heart keeps warm Wrapped up in trouble is all I know I wear it like an armour Sticks and stones won't break these bones Wise crack Wild as a fire I'll say the wrong thing Build you up like a tower Then you'll crash to the ground When I leave this old town Don't be surprised when I say I never wanted to stay
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Nov 23, 2016
Nov 23, 2016 at 3:09 PM UTC
Stone cold rolling stone
I self destruct It's what I do best I wreck things I love I leave behind mess I'm on a war path of my own And I burn bridges better than most Set in my ways like stone I keep wandering lonely roads Brought up in a tired old town I've never been one for sticking around I've got madness on my mind I keep running to leave it behind This cold heart keeps warm Wrapped up in trouble is all I know I wear it like an armour Sticks and stones won't break these bones Wise crack Wild as a fire I'll say the wrong thing Build you up like a tower Then you'll crash to the ground When I leave this old town Don't be surprised when I say I never wanted to stay
rhys-michael-lewis
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Nov 23, 2016
Nov 23, 2016 at 3:09 PM UTC
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