| I want to breathe you in but you can’t see above your head
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| Sometimes you remind me of how your mother talks
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| Now when you count me in, you just see in numbers
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| You’re in a city that she said you should love
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| We’re not nice to each other anymore
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| We hope our words hit hard
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| I hope mine feel like home
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| Let’s call this, even love
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| Let’s just call this, an even score
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| Let’s call this, even love
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| Let’s just call this, an even score
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| I want to speak through this but you can’t see above it
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| Yeah, I’ve been thinking about how your mother talks
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| Now when you count me in, you just think in numbers
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| You’re in a city that I’m trying to love
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| We’re not nice to each other anymore
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| We hope our words hit hard
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| I hope mine feel like home
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| We’re not nice to each other anymore
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| How does it feel when you run?
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| Do you feel whole?
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| Let’s call this, even love
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| Let’s just call this, an even score
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| Let’s call this, even love
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| Let’s just call this, an even score
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| Let’s call this, even love
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| Let’s just call this, an even score
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| Let’s call this, even love
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| Let’s just call this, an even score |