| You can’t create more time. |
| You just make it.
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| If you want a new life, just take it.
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| And if you want to change the world, then speak real clear
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| And make sure someone’s listening (listening)
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| And if you want to break my heart, then stay right here.
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| Yeah don’t go anywhere.
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| Do you love me now?
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| Do you love me now?
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| Do you love me now?
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| Do you love me now?
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| Do you love me now?
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| Do you love me now?
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| Do you love me now?
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| Everything comes in pieces.
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| Do you love me yet?
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| Fucking prove it.
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| Try to ask yourself:
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| Are you really different?
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| Know that your life is more frightening than writing a song.
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| It’s an action of fractions you’re passing along
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| And these oceans of emotion will crash once they hit the shore (I promise you)
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| And it’s the closest I will get to sincerity.
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| Every praise I make just looks so fake and crude to me
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| And it’s the closest I will come to purity.
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| Simulations never follow me.
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| Do you love me now?
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| Do you love me now?
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| Do you love me now?
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| Do you love me now?
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| Do you love me now?
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| Do you love me now?
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| Do you love me now?
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| My heart is made up of pieces.
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| Do you get it yet?
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| Can’t you see through this?
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| You know all too well.
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| You cannot make things perfect.
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| No, I’ll be shifting through lists of these possible loves
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| With this pain in my brain. |
| It feels scattered like doves
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| Though the sky where my eyes have been drifting towards recently
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| And it’s the closest I can be to egocentricity.
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| This overwhelming sense of rejection will sneak behind and tear at me
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| And it’ll slam me to the ground into reality
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| And I’ll deal with my disparity.
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| Do you love me now?
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| Do you love me now?
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| Do you love me now?
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| Do you love me now?
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| Do you love me now?
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| Why don’t you love me now?
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| Why don’t you love me now?
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| This is where I fall down shattered on the floor
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| As I’m swept around with a million pieces more
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| Of myself I once learned to lose
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| Though it never helped me forget the truth.
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| The truth.
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| The truth.
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| The truth…
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| This is where I fall down shattered on the floor
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| As I’m swept around with a million pieces more
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| Of myself I once learned to lose
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| Though it never helped me forget the truth.
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| The truth.
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| The truth.
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| The truth… |