| There’s a piece of me you can’t have
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| And I know it’s driving you mad
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| There’s a part inside you can’t reach
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| I’m afraid that’s the way its gonna be
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| There’s a part of you that wants to fight
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| But I never really had the appetite
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| I fear my feelings won’t speak
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| Words will be taken upon the breeze
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| Wind is always blowing
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| Pieces falling from me
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| You can have them for free
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| Never felt so complete
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| Pieces falling from me
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| Though you try your best you never find
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| There are pieces that have been left behind
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| Last piece of the jigsaw
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| While the others are scattered upon the floor
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| So you try to get them all up
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| There are pieces falling in the dust
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| There’s a pile of ash we don’t need
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| Leave it to be taken upon the breeze
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| Wind is always blowing
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| Pieces falling from me
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| You can have them for free
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| Never felt so complete
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| Pieces falling from me
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| All this background noise
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| It’s crowded
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| Never tell
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| It’s half the reason why they’re there
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| It’s hard to make another plan
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| There’s a fine line what you want and what you need
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| Standing right there in between
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| Never been there
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| Never
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| La la la la la
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| La la la la la
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| La la la la la
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| La la la la la
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| La
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| Pieces falling from me
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| You can have them for free
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| Never felt so complete
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| Never be what you need
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| Something missing from me
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| That I’ll never complete
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| There the last one’s complete
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| Pieces falling from me |