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The Doctors Say You re Incurable - Ally Calp
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Tabbed by: Ally Calp
Email:
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Tuning: Standard.
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Intro: Play twice
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Things will never be the same, you re the one to blame
You re on expert mode in this negativity game.
But that s okay be the winner, yeah I ll feel no pain.
You ll be the one walking down a path of shame.
You go around and run your mouth about this and that
Come on dear, get real, give them the straight facts.
You ve become someone I thought you d never be.
Let s go, put down the bottle, and take one for the team.
Those people, they changed you, you re no longer who you used to be.
It s funny how years fly by, now you mean nothing to me.
You re stuck trying to read between the lines.
Searching for the old you that you ll never ever find.
Let s go back, to Summer 2009.
The days before you crossed that bullshit line.
The time when you were true to yourself.
Before you became a monster just like everyone else.
Those people, they changed you, you re no longer who you used to be.
It s funny how years fly by, now you mean nothing to me.
You re stuck trying to read between the lines.
Searching for the old you that you ll never ever find.
You don t have a care in the world anymore
Just keep on selling yourself out, more and more.
This fake personality of yours has no cure.
Sorry sweetheart but the doctor just walked out the door.
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Stop, just let go, roll down the window, let the night air blow
Stop, just let go, you re stronger than this, we both know.
Let s go back to our younger years, when it was swingsets and dodgeball,
Not lighting up and drinking beer.
Why d I wish away my younger years.
This fake personality of yours has no cure.
Sorry sweetheart but the doctor just walked out the door.