| I’m not sure I’m even wanted
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| I’m not sure if much my hate can seem to reconcile
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| The feeling that we shall 'ways wander
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| So I can’t compensate for how I’m supposed to act outside
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| I’m here deep in muddy waters
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| I am stuck in something I can’t seem to correlate
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| To how I’m seen or maybe thought of
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| To where I’m supposed to be and that I might not deviate from
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| Trust
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| I forget that I’m in love
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| Some other touch
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| I’m don’t know if I’m just lost
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| I’m don’t know if I’m just lost
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| I believe there are others for us
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| But only one each time; |
| the two must never overlap
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| The situation I’ve befallen
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| That I facilitate; |
| seems to only complicate
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| My trust
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| I forget that I’m in love
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| Some other touch
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| I don’t know if I’m just lost
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| I don’t know if I’m just lost
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| Maybe it’s just what I wanted
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| Maybe it just took me all this time to realize
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| I am part of a performance
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| Where one half plays their role; |
| the other only shuts their eyes
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| And I can’t leave or just avoid it
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| I can’t throw away; |
| if only just to spare a life
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| From this confusion I am caught in
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| Or this eternity of this unending and uncertain
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| Trust
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| I forget that I’m in love
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| Some other touch
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| I don’t know if I’m just lost
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| Don’t trust
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| Did I forget that I’m in love?
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| Some other touch
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| I don’t know if I’m just lost
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| I don’t know if I’m just lost |