| If I ever learn to smile
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| I’ll wield it like a weapon
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| Clutch it with both hands
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| And prevail this Armageddon
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| But if I don’t
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| Then just like the moon shines with borrowed light
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| I’ll try to forge one
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| And I’ll just hope that it sits right
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| And you can starve me my whole life
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| But I will always close my eyes
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| And think of better days behind that I left
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| That I’m still trying to find
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| Get in my head
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| Torment me
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| It was your plan all along
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| Now I’m pensive
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| Get in my head
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| Torment me
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| You were right all along
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| I’m pensive
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| I won’t stand in their line
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| ‘Cause I don’t believe in heaven
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| But begrudgingly I stand
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| As they all desperately try to get in
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| But what’s so good about being around forever in the safe and sound?
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| You can’t honestly feel alive when you reside in a place where sadness isn’t
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| allowed
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| I just simply don’t believe in anything that I can’t see
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| And you’ve never done anything for me
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| Karma if you’re listening
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| I’d just like to remind you that you still owe me a lifetime of happiness
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| And you can starve me my whole life |
| But I will always close my eyes
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| And think of better days behind that I left
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| That I’m still trying to find
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| Get in my head
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| Torment me
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| It was your plan all along
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| Now I’m pensive
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| I just simply don’t believe in anything that I can’t see
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| And you’ve never done anything for me
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| You’ve never done anything for me
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| Karma if you’re listening
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| I’d just like to remind you that you still owe me a lifetime of happiness
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| I just simply don’t believe in anything that I can’t see
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| And you’ve never done anything for me
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| You’ve never done anything for me |