| Your voice rings true
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| But I don’t want it to be you
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| Why do you always leave me hanging around?
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| To make the pieces fit the shape
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| I never knew I could never hate
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| Your voice rings clear
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| I won’t be needing it this year
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| I’ve heard so many times before
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| I’m not the man I’m supposed to be
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| I’ve lost so many sides of me
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| I won’t be coming back this year
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| But you say you need me still
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| I called so many times to make it clear
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| But you won’t listen at all
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| Your voice rings pure
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| But I can’t hear it anymore
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| It doesn’t feel as if it means anything now
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| It showers down like acid rain
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| To punish me, myself, my brain
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| Is that enough?
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| I’ve offered everything I’ve got
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| And I’m so tired, I can’t sleep
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| I dream I’m feeling quite content
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| With the minimum that I can get
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| I won’t be coming back this year
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| But you say you need me still
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| I called so many times to make it clear
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| But you won’t listen at all
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| I won’t be coming back this year
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| But you say you need me still
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| I called so many times to make it clear
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| But you won’t listen at all |