| Took my bag underneath the overpass
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| Forgot to bend and now broken’s all we have
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| Nothing’s worse than realizing who you’ve hurt
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| I didn’t bend and now we eat the consequence
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| Over the edge, I can’t stop myself
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| Off the ledge throwing punches
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| Over the edge, I can’t steer myself
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| All over again, I don’t want this
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| If I’m better then I might not break
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| I should think about giving in
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| If I’m better then I might be okay
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| If I think about how it ends
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| If I’m better then I might not break
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| I should think about giving in
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| If I’m better then I might be okay
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| Put down the bag
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| And the camera for the aftermath
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| Can we pick up all the debris of our bitter past
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| Nothings worse than realizing who you’ve hurt
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| I didn’t bend and now we eat the consequence
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| Over the edge, I can’t stop myself
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| Off the ledge, throwing punches
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| Over the edge, I can’t steer myself
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| All over again, I don’t want this
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| If I’m better then I might not break
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| I should think about giving in
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| If I’m better then I might be okay
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| If I think about how it ends
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| If I’m better then I might not break
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| I should think about giving in
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| If I’m better then I might be okay
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| If I think about how it ends
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| End |