| Why do you say, the things that you say?
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| Does it make you feel stronger, taller than me?
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| Cause I’m under the dirt, it’s under your feet
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| With some awfully thoughtful wishes I’ve dreamed
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| The cold turned to water, drink it all down
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| Cold in your throat, speak not a sound
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| And I’m still where you left me beneath the ground
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| In a time and a place and then when I’m found
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| Evil has called me
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| You say I’ll drown
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| Save me the trouble and end it all now
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| Nobody loves you for speaking your ground
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| Why do I say the things that I say?
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| I’ve held it all back, it’s weakening me
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| Cause I’m not as stable as you claim to be
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| Casting a shadow on what you believe
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| You’re out in the garden eating your flowers
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| Spreading your wings, cursing the ground
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| And I’m still where you left me, drank it all down
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| In a time and a place and then when I’m found
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| Evil has called me
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| You say I’ll drown
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| Save me the trouble and end it all now
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| Nobody loves you for speaking your ground
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| The time it takes to let it all seep in
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| Time you wasted breathing, I know
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| You say that your spirit
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| Whenever I am near it, lets go
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| I’m right where you left me
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| A million different faces, or so
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| Of course I had a secret
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| I did my best to keep it all down |