| You’ve been staring at me for my whole fucking life
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| Muttering the same indifferent cliches about how we’re just gonna get by
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| Redirecting obsessions to the very thing that could have at least been
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| considered formative
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| In an endless dicussion that has compelled me to stare
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| Longingly, at the front of a moving train car
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| Entropy’s open desire to end us, nothing of mine will I defend
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| They’re just standard ambitions, so you can take them from me
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| And let them chew one antoher to death while I just waste away
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| No chance to ever go back
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| I look back in amazement
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| We’ve got the same face, we’ve got the same voice
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| And I can finally admit that I will be the very thing that takes you from this
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| earth
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| Helpless and alone
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| Finally shut you up with just one turn of the wheel
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| You know goddamn well I’m done
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| And let them chew one antoher to death while I just waste away
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| We’ve put good hours into alienating ouselves from one another
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| So don’t act like this is just purely the convergence of ideals that don’t
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| operate well together
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| I want you to hurt for all the time that you wasted
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| And I’m not fucking kidding, I’m not playing hurt dong
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| I’ve forgiven enough mother fuckers in my life
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| And I’m not ready to look back in myself as a vessel for shit habits
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| Don’t you fucking look at me |