| Walking through the grass
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| Another blade next to you, from the ground
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| As the wind does pass
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| Unnoticed as you feel the breath of my shout
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| Your words are kind
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| The kind that repeatedly say no
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| But that’s alright
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| I’m older than you, so I’ve got time
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| What have you said, reach out your hand
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| There’s a black shadow on my wall
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| But as I look, into my mind
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| I can see that girls are a waste of time
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| We’ve all seen the bridge
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| A broken seam and a girl on one side
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| You think words will work
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| They only work when you lay down and close your eyes
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| I thought of all the lines
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| All the right ones used at all the wrong times
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| But that’s alright
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| Depression’s just a sarcastic state of mind
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| What have you said, reach out your hand
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| There’s a black shadow on my wall
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| But as I look, into my mind
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| I can see that girls are a waste of time
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| I don’t want to live alone
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| I don’t want to live in
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| My broken dreams of you
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| I don’t want to live alone in
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| My broken dreams of you
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| I don’t want to live alone with
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| My broken dreams of you |