| I try not to fall on myself
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| I try not to worry about it
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| They tell me not to waste a breath
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| To hide it away like a broken bone
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| Yes, that’s the way to build a proper fence
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| Yes, that’s the way to shine a blunted edge
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| Is there even a clear way out? |
| (action! action!)
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| Its no use, I’m not ready now (action! action!)
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| Is there even a clear way out? |
| (action! action!)
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| Its no use, I’m not ready now (action! action!)
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| I try not to picture ourselves
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| But I feel insane in your mist
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| If there’s trouble deep in my head
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| Then is love the only overcoat?
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| Yes, that’s the way to build a proper fence
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| Yes, that’s the way to shine a blunted edge
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| Is there even a clear way out (action! action!)
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| Its no use, I’m not ready now (action! action!)
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| Is there even a clear way out? |
| (action! action!)
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| Its no use, I’m not ready now (action! action!) |