| With starving appetites for arguments
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| you remind me of a secret
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| I was never supposed to tell.
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| The time is over, the verdicts in: Everybody’s right, everybody wins
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| The time is over, the verdicts in: Everybody’s right, everybody wins
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| Didn’t you know you were a saint, what a shameful fall from grace
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| But I’ll catch you, I’ll catch you
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| Everybody’s waiting for that something they can hold onto
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| while tripping over our own words to self-dug graves for an excuse to fall
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| Becuase every failure’s just as sweet as the last
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| The time is over, the verdicts in: Everybody’s right, everybody wins
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| The tims is over, the verdicts in: Everybody’s right, everybody wins
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| Didn’t you know you were a saint, what a shameful fall from grace
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| But I’ll catch you, I’ll catch you
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| Everybody’s waiting for that something they can hold onto
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| while tripping over our own words to self-dug graves for an excuse to fall
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| Becuase every failure’s just as sweet as the last
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| As a dream comes
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| when there are many cares
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| so the speech of a fool
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| when there are many words
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| the sun it misses summer in winter.
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| Didn’t you know we wear
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| the same pretentious name
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| lets trade for awhile
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| i’m so curious
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| Everybody’s waiting for that something they can hold onto
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| while tripping over our own words to self-dug graves for an excuse to fall
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| Becuase every failure’s just as sweet as the last |