Wrong Victory
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(Verse) Rose-colored glasses, they couldn't shield anythin' Golden flames that burned, but couldn't heal me from within Disperse the heat, let the cold sweep in, oh Burst in languid light, as my head and body spin (Chorus) When ur skin doesn't feel like home, oh And I don't want to break down and feel alone, oh-oh-oh This body only knows, oh How to hold back more than it shows, oh-oh-oh (Verse 2) A superstition, that found itself in the way Of a freed premonition, that could've helped me escape It's the wrong kind of victory, disguised as a breakthrough It's hard when nothin', fits like it used to (Chorus) (Bridge) Hairs on my hand, stand on end The spine of this truth, repel and suspend Act like bars, but should help me transcend Hairs on my hand, stand on end The spine of this truth, like cracks in the wind Act like bars, but should help me transcend (Chorus)
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