| «Am I almost dead?» |
| I get the feeling that he’d forget
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| When you told him that you want to and you will
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| And you almost bred, took a pill and ended that
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| Keep on living how you want to
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| But he never could hold you back
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| You should call him stupid and run away
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| If you ever feel lonely again
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| Just remember that fool
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| You were never scared
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| And he was always there
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| Calling you out when you’d say that someday we die off
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| In a wedding dress on a day that you’ll forget
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| No proposal, no cathedral and no guilt
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| Cause you’re so depressed and it’s hard to regret that
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| When you told him what you wanted
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| But he never could trust or care
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| Kept calling you stupid so you ran away
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| If you ever feel lonely again
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| Just remember that fool
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| You were never scared and he was always there
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| Calling you out when you’d say that someday we die off
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| And fly on, we die off
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| If it’s what you believe
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| And it feels obscene
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| But you know that it’s true
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| Was it humility? |
| Did it keep you broken?
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| You’re so clean since you broke free
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| If you ever feel lonely again
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| Just remember that fool
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| You were never scared
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| And he was always there
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| Calling you out when you’d say that someday we die off
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| He’s calling you out when you say we’ll die off
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| He’s calling you out when you say we die off |