| Another evening gone ignoring chatter
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| Intervening thoughts when you know that it’s bad for you
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| I can’t feel your love and you know that I’d rather
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| Tryna keep it up mind over matter yeah
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| What a healing thought: my kind of dreaming
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| Have you even thought: who are you appealing to?
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| Why even call? |
| Belief in breathing?
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| When we forgot that kind of feeling too?
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| If these hands could talk oh what a story
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| But they’re clamming up when you’re before me
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| That’s a major flaw, another category
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| Gonna fade me out, but tell me one thing before you do
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| Did you mean it all or were you climbing closer?
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| Is the feeling gone when any time now is overdue?
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| Did the ceiling fall with no one to toast to?
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| It’s a speaking role, so tell me what I’m supposed to do |