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We?ve numbed each circuit down againBut without quite the same circle of friendsWe designed the target, but we denied the chargesAnd we?ve gnawed off our fingertips againI know this feeling won?t be far behindThese blisters of mineWe split wide openWe split wide openWe split wide openWe started hopingSo we poured ourselvesWe whored ourselvesWe?ve torn ourselvesRight out of luckWe?re running on deadpans in the darkAnd my senses are hidden in the lack of spaceLike cutting through with a dulling knifeWe used to revel in the sidelinesBut there is no relief in compromiseI know this feeling won?t be far behindThese blisters of mineLetras de cancionesWe split wide openWe split wide openWe split wide openWe started hopingSo we poured ourselvesWe whored ourselvesWe?ve torn ourselvesRight out of luckI know this feeling won?t be far behindThese blisters of mineWe split wide openWe split wide openWe poured ourselvesWe whored ourselvesWe?ve torn ourselvesRight out of luck From Letras Mania