| Did the weight and all the pressure weed you out?
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| You got away but I still carry you around
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| I carry you around
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| I want to know what I’ve been fighting for
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| I want to know what I’ve become
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| And is there something else I’m waiting for?
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| Or is the damage finally done?
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| 'Cause I’m done, I’m done
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| And it’s hard to watch you roam the room
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| To watch you from the wall
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| And it’s all I got to think about
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| It’s hard to watch you roam the room
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| To watch you from the wall
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| And every day gets old
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| Did you speak the words or say nothing at all?
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| And how did you find a way to speak up when I’d call?
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| And when your friends say I’m a waste of time
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| Then you can find out on your own
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| And if it’s coming down to pick a side
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| Then you can decide where to go
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| It’s hard to watch you roam the room
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| To watch you from the wall
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| And it’s all I’ve got to think about
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| It’s hard to watch you roam the room
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| To watch you from the wall
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| And every day gets old
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| 'Cause I’m done |