Our context engine found "hideous places. sick of the night drives. birthing the night sky. so take this last chance. pretend you didn't fuck it up. i'll try to cover your tracks if i can. off to the races. it's such a shame you've missed our mark. i find my comfort in how far you fall. this is an ode to the masochists. this is an ode to the masochists." used in 1 musical pieces, reflecting its semantic importance.Explore how artists use this specific phrasing in their creative work.
hideous places. sick of the night drives. birthing the night sky. so take this last chance. pretend you didn't fuck it up. i'll try to cover your tracks if i can. off to the races. it's such a shame you've missed our mark. i find my comfort in how far you fall. this is an ode to the masochists. this is an ode to the masochists.
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you said we could've made it. but every word you said was just a lie. so take me by the hand. say something i can stand. it's better to burn out than be a man. so take your last chance. pretend you didn't fuck it up. i'll try to cover your tracks if i can. laughed in our faces
hideous places. sick of the night drives. birthing the night sky. so take this last chance. pretend you didn't fuck it up. i'll try to cover your tracks if i can. off to the races. it's such a shame you've missed our mark. i find my comfort in how far you fall. this is an ode to the masochists. this is an ode to the masochists.
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you said we could've made it. but every word you said was just a lie. so take me by the hand. say something i can stand. it's better to burn out than be a man. so take your last chance. pretend you didn't fuck it up. i'll try to cover your tracks if i can. laughed in our faces
hideous places. sick of the night drives. birthing the night sky. so take this last chance. pretend you didn't fuck it up. i'll try to cover your tracks if i can. off to the races. it's such a shame you've missed our mark. i find my comfort in how far you fall. this is an ode to the masochists. this is an ode to the masochists.
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