Lyrics

What used to be
Walking out that door

What use to me
Coming back for more

And we’re different now
That we’re trying not to score

So confused to how
I keep coming back for more

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What use to me
Coming back for more

And we’re different now
Healing both our sores

So continue now
I am trying not to blow

And it’s awful after all
The faces I still see

And I hope to find you there
In the greatest underneath

And I hope to find you there
In the greatest underneath

We’re nothing after all
Just grinding of the teeth