| LexNour
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| (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
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| My eyes tell stories
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| I’ll never accept (Yeah)
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| Uh
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| Look inside my eyes, I’m wounded, wounded, wounded
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| They think I’m fine, but I can’t do this, do this, do this
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| The pain deep inside my eyes tells stories that I can’t recite
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| They think I’m fine, but I might lose it, lose it, lose it
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| I tried move on, I tried to replace (Tried to replace)
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| Changed patterns, stopped eatin' at our favorite place (I stopped)
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| I’m in a dangerous cycle of self-loathin' and hate (Stop it)
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| I wanna sleep, but when I do I fuckin' see yo' face
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| Relivin' past times is how I pass time
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| Oh, you say you sorry? |
| Bitch
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| That’s what you said the last time (Fuck)
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| I thought we were a fairy tale, the story ended (It did)
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| Then you sold it back to me and tried to paint me as the bad guy
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| Don’t try to act like you ain’t take me granted
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| After months of taking care of you, repairin' your damage
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| I spent time, money, you were takin' advantage
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| And then you came up with some bullshit and you totally vanished, fuck
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| Just 'cause I’m a man that doesn’t mean that I cannot cry (Huh)
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| And just because they love you doesn’t mean that they will not lie (Facts)
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| People change and grow apart, I know we cut ties
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| But sometimes I still wonder how you did it, and I ask why
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| Look inside my eyes, I’m wounded, wounded, wounded (Look inside my eyes,
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| I’m wounded)
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| They think I’m fine, but I can’t do this, do this, do this (They think I’m fine,
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| but I can’t do this)
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| The pain deep inside my eyes (My eyes) tells stories that I can’t recite
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| (Recite)
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| They think I’m fine, but I might lose it (Lose it), lose it (Lose it), lose it
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| Every knife is a sword fight
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| Every thought is a war
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| And every mirror holds reflection
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| Of a battle that I’m not winnin' anymore
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| I took that knife from my back and I put that knife in my fist
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| And I took that knife from my fist and I put that knife to my wrist
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| I ain’t never been good at love but fuck it, I’ll take a stab at it
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| Just got a bad habit of lettin' people close to me
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| That ain’t suppose to be
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| But supposedly you changed
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| But I don’t feel the same
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| And you should feel ashamed
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| But the truth still remains that I’m wounded
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| You think I’m fine but I can’t do this, no
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| Look inside my eyes, I’m wounded, wounded, wounded (Look inside my eyes,
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| I’m wounded)
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| They think I’m fine, but I can’t do this, do this, do this (They think I’m fine,
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| but I can’t do this)
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| The pain deep inside my eyes (My eyes) tells stories that I can’t recite
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| (Recite)
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| They think I’m fine, but I might lose it (Lose it), lose it (Lose it), lose it
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| (Look inside my eyes, I’m wounded)
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| (They think I’m fine, but I can’t do this) |