| I’m so far away from all of you
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| From the things you say, the things you do
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| I’m the only one who can tie my shoes
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| I’m the youngest son
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| I’ll show you the bruise
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| We don’t see him anymore, where did he go?
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| He’s locked in his room, locked in his tomb
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| When the fireflies begin to burn
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| You’ll all laugh
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| Point and turn
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| He sits alone, reads his endless books of ships and sails
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| Theives and crooks
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| The binding is winding down
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| Find me now, try me now
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| They slowly spin their webs as a simple joke
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| Then he ends up dead
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| He’s dead
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| We’re so close, but growing far from the truth
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| The distance between me and you
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| You’re not my friends, you’re not my friends, so lay me here
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| The table bends, the story ends right here
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| I have nothing left inside of me
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| Everything is on these lines of what I’ve come to be
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| These strings have heard more words than you’ll ever know
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| These stupid things, these stupid strings are all I know
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| And I don’t know you, you don’t know me
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| Just leave me alone
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| Just leave me alone
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| Just leave me alone
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| Just leave me alone
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| Just leave me alone |