| It shouldn’t be long before I let you inside
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| We’re hiding out
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| In open ground
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| Here where we don’t belong
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| It shouldn’t be long before I let you inside
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| Do you still regret it
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| Even though you said it
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| And knew you were wrong?
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| It shouldn’t be long before I let you inside
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| You’re all a waste of shit
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| Dissatisfied
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| Deleting all the photos of us, seven at a time
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| And then you whisper to me, secretly
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| That this wouldn’t have happened if you liked what I liked
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| Oh and how I lied!
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| The shaming that forced us to push away all our friends
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| It shouldn’t be long before I let you inside
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| You will not win us, you’re either with us or with them
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| You’re either with us or with them
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| You’re all a waste of shit
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| Dissatisfied
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| Deleting all the photos of us, seven at a time
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| And then you whisper to me, secretly
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| That this wouldn’t have happened if you liked what I liked
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| So I guess whatever makes you feel this fucking alive…
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| You’re all a waste of shit
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| Dissatisfied
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| Deleting all those photos of us, made you feel alive
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| And then you whisper to me, secretly
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| This wouldn’t have happened if they liked what I liked, but it shouldn’t be
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| long before I let you inside
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| Because you’re either with us or with them |