Ruel-Painkiller (Karaoke Version)

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This recording is not from the original artist in the original album, but it is cover accompaniment (karaoke). So this version is not the original version and the original artist did not play it. This instrumental / playback version includes a guide melody as needed or no melody.

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May I use your music for cover? Thank you

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You're my painkiller
When my brain gets bitter
You keep me close
You keep me close

I got front row seats for the park side livin'
Feel like the one but I'm one in a billion
Teenage cynical, and I don't really know
What's the point of living if my heart gets broken?
Driving on the road, waiting for head-on collision
Springtime funeral, I miss you but I'd rather be alone

To keep me from
Heartbreaks, headaches
The doctor says I'm diagnosed with
Shit days, mistakes
But I'll be fine (Fine)
But I'll be fine

"'Cause you're my painkiller
When my brain gets bitter
You keep me close
When I've been miserable
And it takes forever
To let my brain get better
You keep me close
You keep me close

Window seats as the plane starts leavin
Miss those streets where my knees were bleedin'
Homesick veteran
I left my bed again

Oh, looking for
Heartbreaks, headaches
The doctor says I'm diagnosed with
Shit days, mistakes
But I'll be fine
But I'll be fine

'Cause you're my painkiller
When my brain gets bitter
You keep me close
When I've been miserable
And it takes forever
To let my brain get better
You keep me close
You keep me close

Please, never leave me 'cause I'm barely holdin' on
You give me a reason to keep on breathin'

"'Cause you're my painkiller
When my brain gets bitter
You keep me close
When I've been miserable
And it takes forever
To let my brain get better
You keep me close, ooh-woah
You keep me close

I know you hear me (Close)
Yeah (Close)
Close

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Okay, the pain kills with no hesitation
And my brain fills with no narration
Got the same shield that block all the hatred
Got the same chills when them thoughts are racin' about you
Talkin' flowers in various hues
Take a poem and make it the blues
If it's violence, then sirens are red
You won't talk 'til I'm under the bed
Pretty nasty girl, forget what I said
I'm kidding baby, I'm just out of my head
I've been thinking out Pandora's Box
Take your box and you keepin' the lock
And I keep it locked down for you
And I'm bound to you, how that sound to you?
They spread like the flu
On that thought, get around to you

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