| Too many things I’ve never spoken
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| I’m not feeling fine
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| I never told you what to do
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| I never made you a promise that you could hold me to
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| That’ll be the day you see me crying
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| Everyday, I still say, «You're dead and broken»
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| Everyday, I still say, «You're dead and broken
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| You’re dead and broken»
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| How many different faces can you show me?
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| How many times can you be right?
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| Another world of fantasy
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| Another reason for dramatizing everything
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| Taking it all in just one more time
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| I’m dying
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| Everyday, I still say, «You're dead and broken»
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| Everyday, I still say, «You're dead and broken
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| You’re dead and broken»
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| Sorry to see
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| That you’re underestimated lately
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| I’d rather be dead and broken
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| Than living in your grace
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| Everyday, I still say, «You're dead and broken»
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| Everyday, I still say, «You're dead and broken
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| You’re dead and broken»
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| You’re dead and broken, you’re dead and broken
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| You’re dead and broken, you’re dead and broken
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| You’re dead and broken, you’re dead and broken |