| Mourning in the confines of your room by yourself
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| Reminded by the bulk of every memoir by yourself
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| Clearing out your storage spaces all by yourself
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| Remembering the way it always was by yourself
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| If I could pull my thoughts together
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| I could then shake the thought
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| You might be still breathing
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| Others I haven’t seen in months or years
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| Are here under a dimming light of circumstance
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| Mourning in the confines of your room by yourself
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| Reminded by the bulk of every memoir by yourself
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| Clearing out your strange spaces all by yourself
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| Remembering the way it always was by yourself
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| Do you feel it’s true
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| That you’re always doomed
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| With this migraine, my gain will fade
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| With this migraine
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| Migraine, my gain will fade
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| With this migraine, my gain will fade
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| With this migraine
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| We soon will be allright
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| We’ll soon, just hold on tight
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| We soon will be allright
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| We’ll soon, just hold on tight
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| You’re against the grain in the pain of a world
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| You don’t speak a sound or walk around in anymore
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| Full of silent expectations, no one could have known
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| So how would I?
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| You’re against the grain in the pain of a world
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| You don’t speak a sound or walk around in anymore
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| Full of silent expectations, no one could have known
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| So how would I?
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| So how would I?
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| Trying to find something looking for a whole lot of nothing
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| And then you found me at your door
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| Full of silent expectations, no one could have known
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| So how would I?
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| No two reasons have good reason
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| Why’d you have to die, relieve a hundred alibis
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| Cause no one is surprised
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| No two reasons have good reason
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| Why?
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| No two reasons have good reason
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| Why’d you have to die, relieve a hundred alibis
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| Cause no one is surprised
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| No two reasons have good reason
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| Why you have to die, relieve a hundred alibis
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| No two reasons have good reason
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| Why?
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| Trying to find a whole lot of nothing
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| And then you found me |