| I was always messing up the big things
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| I’d let the big things mess me around
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| Holding on too tightly to my own strings
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| To ever let them keep me down
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| But if the things I take to take me away
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| Take me away, to where I wanted to
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| I know that every time I get there I’ll be fine
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| As long as I can get messed up with you
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| As long as I can get messed up with you
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| I got a bad habit of messing up the best things
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| Until the best thing drags me down
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| Your hands are holding my head above water
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| And keeping me touching the ground
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| And when the things I take get taken away
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| Taken away, I know what I’m gonna do
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| I know that i’ll be fine just thinking of the next time
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| That I can get messed up with you
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| Fucked up high on isolation
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| It’s a sad sad situation
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| Mid-life mid-week sedation
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| No-one's getting through
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| Locked off so bored and boring
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| Then you come and smash my door in
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| I’m sure I’m messing up with
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| Messing up with you
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| And if the things I take to take me away
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| Take me away, from everything I knew
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| If I lose my mind I know that I’ll be fine
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| As long as I can get messed up with you
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| As long as I can lose my mind with you
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| (Messed up with you)
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| (Messed up with you)
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| (Messed up with you)
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| Closed off so bored and boring
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| At home I locked my door and
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| Ignoring everyone that tries to drag me through (Messed up with you)
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| Fucked up high on isolation
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| And then you came and smashed my face in
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| Messed me up and now I’m racing to get messed up with you |