| Is it you who calls the shots
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| Of what you want?
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| Does it hurt when he sees you?
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| Like his eyes are made of fire
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| He’s not allowed to be near you
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| So why are you the one who hides?
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| I don’t have to pretend
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| That these are your friends
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| These are your friends
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| How could you live on a fault line
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| When you’re so scared to be touched?
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| If I’m so sure that I’m drowning
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| Why’s my mouth feel like a sponge?
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| I know, I know, I know, I know, I know
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| I know, I know, I know, I know
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| You can pretend
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| These are your friends
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| These are your friends
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| How could you live on a fault line
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| When you’re so scared to be touched?
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| If I’m so sure that I’m drowning
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| Why’s my mouth feel like a sponge?
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| I know, I know, I know, I know, I know
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| I know, I know, I know, I know, I know
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| I know, I know, I know, I know, I know
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| I know, I know, I know |