| I know they think without speaking
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| What a hindrance more than help
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| And that I'm just a problem
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| And that because of my way of being
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| I only manage to hinder
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| Your wishes and your goals
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| I'm a conflict, seems to be the verdict
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| And I'm addicted to complicating situations
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| A burden that weighs and that weight must be suffered
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| They don't tell me but they make me feel it
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| I'm the fly in your soup, I'm the moth on your clothes
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| The wind that never blows them off the stern
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| I am the scar that shames and hides their faces
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| I'm your secrets published on the front page
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| And the day I have to go away
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| And happen to be only in dreams
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| It may or may not be a consolation
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| That at least I'll be one less problem
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| One less problem, one less problem
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| I am the obstacle to save
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| The excuse they usually use
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| To hide your disappointments
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| I'm what they try to hide
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| The mirror in which they do not want to see
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| all your frustrations
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| I can smell their fear at my disrespect
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| I've known for a while that I'm the stone in his shoes
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| And I plead it seems somewhat strange
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| It hurts us who loves us and not who wants to hurt us
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| They see my flaws under a microscope
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| They see the hair in someone else's eye and not the brick in their own
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| And if it bothers you to put up with my presence
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| So if I don't shine, my absence will shine
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| And the day I have to go away
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| And happen to be only in dreams
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| It may or may not be a consolation
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| That at least I'll be one less problem
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| One less problem, one less problem
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| And the day I have to go away
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| And happen to be only in dreams
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| It may or may not be a consolation
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| That at least I'll be one less problem
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| One less problem, one less problem |