| Finding love in all the lies
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| It goes on and on and on and on
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| Finding love in all the lies
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| It goes on and on and on and on until we’re dead
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| I was hiking up a mountain, just to prove to myself that the comments were not
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| true
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| My breathing felt countless, looking through the clouds, each one telling me a
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| different truth
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| Trying to stay grounded, I’ll pray to whichever star reminds me most of you
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| My heart fully surrounded, each beat rebounding off the water’s face
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| The ripple displaced the moment erased just to remind myself I’m not living for
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| the revenue
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| Whisper to me
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| Put the shiver back in my bones
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| The first time I wrote a song about feeling alone
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| I’m the only one who’s going crazy
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| (Finding love in all the lies)
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| Why does this feel like a crisis to me?
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| (It goes on and on and on and on)
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| I’m the only one who’s feeling it lately
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| (Finding love in all the lies)
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| Why does this feel like a crisis to me?
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| (It goes on and on and on and on until we’re dead)
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| A rabbit looked at me and I hoped it meant something
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| Like your spirit was touching my blood as it was quickly rushing
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| I used to want to fight the world, but you told me, once I grow up,
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| the only thing left would be for me to fight that feeling
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| And you said a good artist makes something that’s important to them
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| And a hack just tries to make something that’ll come off as important to
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| everyone else
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| And I didn’t know what that meant, at least not back then
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| And you said that if I don’t understand something, don’t mistake it as mystical
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| It could just be my own confusion
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| Whisper to me
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| Put the shiver back in my bones
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| The first time I wrote a song about feeling alone
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| I’m the only one who’s going crazy
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| (Finding love in all the lies)
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| Why does this feel like a crisis to me?
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| (It goes on and on and on and on)
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| I’m the only one who’s feeling it lately
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| (Finding love in all the lies)
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| Why does this feel like a crisis to me?
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| (It goes on and on and on and on until we’re dead)
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| Your eyes look like marbles full of hundred winters without a Christmas
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| A parcel full of abundant splinters coming from broken distance
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| Your eyes look like marbles full of hundred winters without a Christmas
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| A parcel full of abundant splinters coming from broken distance
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| Your eyes look like marbles full of hundred winters without a Christmas
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| A parcel full of abundant splinters coming from broken distance
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| Your eyes look like marbles full of hundred winters without a Christmas
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| A parcel full of abundant splinters coming from broken distance
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| Tell me this means something
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| Tell me it’s you trying to send me a message
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| Tell me this means something
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| Tell me it’s you trying to tell me something
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| Tell me this means something
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| Tell me this means something |