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Hell is what you think you deserveIf you give in to your guilt you might live in a Hell on EarthDon't just look to the horizonYou should look down at your feetThey're closer and easier to seeI promise you won't have to worry 'bout the end of the worldNo, history doesn't hate youIt just remembers the you that you could live withoutIf you run your past might chase youThe problem with a closet of bones is the smell might rub off on your clothesHigh school cannot hurt you (hurt you)Neither can your ex-loves (hurt you)I promise you won't have to worry 'bout the end of the worldWhen the sun (sun) burns out (burns out)And the buildings (buildings) that we took for granite are ground into (ground into)Sand (sand) and the curtain falls down (down)On the age of man (man), there won't be a man around (man around)To suffer for his sinsIf Rapture's what you're afterYour image has been captured with a caption so absurdGod is a good villainLetras de cancionesHis story's filled with intrigue and sin and conflicting sentimentsMagic cannot hurt you (magic)Neither can the bible (bible)I promise you won't have to worry 'bout the end of the world From Letras Mania