| truth is something that i just cant hear anymore
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| growing tired and sick of this back and forth, yeah
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| ive been reduced to lying like a dog right on the floor
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| you want me to fight for something that you clearly don’t want no more
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| i aint trying to walk that line with you baby, im not
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| no, in case you were blind and you havent seen the tears, then i guess i’ll stop
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| sorry to confuse these feelings of love with these feelings of lust
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| chop me down like a tree in the forest, watch me drop
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| on the modleway you look down
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| at the ground beneath your feet,
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| looks static coming from a broke TV, but it still looks cool to me,
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| but it aint cool to me that you want me gone,
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| if you want me gone, then let me go,
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| dont keep me around, hanging like a shadow of a snowflake falling down in the
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| snow
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| told you before that I said it all, but I guess I lied.
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| static from from a broke TV, still looks cool to me
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| static from from a broke TV, still looks cool to me
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| static from from a broke TV, still looks cool to me
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| static from from a broke TV, still looks cool to me |