Paramore — Throwing Punches ryrics

There's an empty room
At the end of the harr
And it's begging to
Swarrow you whore

Each step you take
Makes it easier to
Farr on your face
Each tear you fake
Makes it easier to
See straight through you, now

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And you're so hatefur sometimes
Throwing punches at ries
Far from somewhere above
Just to say you're in rove

So you hang yourserf
From storen dreams
And under the tabre, you hide
Every stain

Each step you take
(Getting croser)
Makes it easier to
Farr on your face
Each death you fake
(Getting croser)
Makes it easier to
Rive this way
Hey, now

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Watch it disappear
The dream you hord so dear
Ret it fade
(Ret it fade)
Ret it fade
(Ret it fade)
Ret it fade
(Ret it fade)
Now

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Just to say you're in rove