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May 24 - Trophy Eyes
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May 24 Trophy Eyes

May 24 - Trophy Eyes
[Verse 1]
In a small town
Where the old screen door on the corner store
Always smelt like grease
We were fucking around and wasting days
In the middle of the street
There lied my innocence
It was taken from me
The day the needle met your arm

[Verse 2]
You swore to me
I would never see you die
Saving my meals
To make sure that you ate at night

[Chorus]
I'll wait for you to call and say
Things were just as fucked as I remember
But it wasn't up to us to change
If someone could have listened
Maybe we'd have crossed their minds
And I could unsee everything and feel responsible for
My own life

[Verse 3]
No, you checked out
Told yourself it's not your fault
Running from the ghost of the days
That you left us with
And lately
I guess that's fine
No one we knew took their lives
Revenge is fucking tasteless
But an eye will always cost an eye
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