| No hostage has been held like I’ve been holding mine
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| But I’m just fine since I’ve been without you
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| No prisoner could climb the walls that I built up in my mind
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| Since I’ve been without you
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| But I’m holding down and out, I’m desperate without you
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| Look at the shape I’m in, talking to the walls again
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| Just look at the state I’m in, bent and broken is all I’ve been
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| No universal truth is time
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| No other universe but mine could ever feel as underlined
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| Since I’ve been without you
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| No instances from time to time, feels like things would turn out right
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| Since I’ve been without you
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| But I’m holding down and out, I’m desperate without you
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| Look at the shape I’m in, I’m talking to the walls again
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| Just look at the state I’m in, bent and broken is all I’ve been
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| No universal truth is time, it’s no universal you and I
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| It’s no ultimate made me realize
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| Look at the shape I’m in, talking to the walls again
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| Just look at the state I’m in, bend and broken is all I’ve been
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| Look at the shape I’m in, talking to the walls again
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| Just look at the state I’m in, bent and broken is all I’ve been
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| No universal truth is time
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| Look at the shape I’m in, talking to the walls again
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| Look at the state I’m in, bent and broken is all I’ve been
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| No universal truth is time |