| Order out to line your stomach as you
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| Feel the acid climb into your throat you’ve
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| Wasted the past week it felt like hours
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| Coasting and losing a half year
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| Knuckle to your teeth to kill the feeling
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| Sweating in your sleep
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| Stomach’s reeling
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| Hoping the world ends and breaks apart
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| Time stops
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| We die then we’re better for it
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| Clock starts twisting
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| Crooked arms
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| The schedule’s always empty
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| So break down
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| Cuz there’s nothing underneath
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| There’s no one trying to compete for free
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| It’s gone it’s gone
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| You wanted more but all that’s left is less
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| So call it quits
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| Stay awake at night
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| The light can only hurt your tired eyes
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| You’re putting off the
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| Work that you can’t leave or all is lost
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| Deep breaths and sleep turn to wasted time
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| Burning in your head
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| You’re only here to feed and walk your pet
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| Your stomach’s empty
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| Faking your smile on a phone call
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| Practice so nothing can look wrong
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| Pointed questions
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| Same form
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| No I’ve not been eating
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| So break down
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| Cuz there’s nothing underneath
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| There’s no one trying to compete for free
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| It’s gone it’s gone
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| You wanted more but all that’s left is less
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| So call it quits
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| So break down
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| Cuz there’s nothing underneath
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| There’s no one trying to compete for free
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| It’s gone it’s gone
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| You wanted more but all that’s left is less
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| So call it quits
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| So break down
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| Feel the weather in our knees
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| No we’ll never feel at peace for free
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| It’s gone it’s gone
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| You wanted more but all that’s left is less
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| So call it quits
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| Cuz there’s nothing underneath
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| There’s no one trying to compete for free
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| You wanted more but all that’s left is less
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| And nothing helps |