| I could’ve been calm and composed a stone cold patient man
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| But I found you hard to tell, I lost my grip and fell
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| It came across down and defeated, and underhand
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| But I’m not looking for a way out, just another way in
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| Tired of looking at the same four walls and the people we’ve become within
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| It’s cold at the border, so tell me where to begin
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| Cause I’m just looking for another way in
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| All our words run course, and silence bears the force
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| Hoping for th slightest exchange, or tnder word
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| But time shows no refrain, soon we’ll be back again
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| Amused by the scenes that occurred and the fools we were
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| But I’m not looking for a way out, just another way in
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| Tired of looking at the same four walls and the people we’ve become within
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| It’s cold at the border, so tell me where to begin
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| Cause I’m just looking for another way in
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| I’m not looking for a way out, just another way in
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| Tired of looking at the same four walls and the people we’ve become within
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| It’s cold at the border, so tell me where to begin
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| Cause I’m just looking for another way in |