| I’m leaving loves behind
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| While finding time to rhyme
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| Mistakes with what’s at stake
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| No, that’s just too contrived
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| Can I get a little taste of your lips so I feel alive?
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| Can you offer up the same uncertainty that I define?
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| Are you up for keeping in touch once a month or twice a year?
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| Can you handle regret and a lack of will to persevere?
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| This apathy will haunt me over and over and over…
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| So when will I wake up?
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| Please pinch me I don’t feel a thing
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| I’ve got a hand of wish and one of chance
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| Don’t bother, it’s enough to get me through it
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| I close my eyes and roll a set of loaded dice, I’m sure
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| As convincing as a shot in the dark could be
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| I’ll keep doing what I love with a stab at integrity
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| I’m adding water to w (h)ine
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| Pretending I’m not that guy
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| I’m cracking jokes all the time
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| To cover up a steady decline
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| Can I get a little taste of your lips so I feel alive?
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| Can you offer up the same uncertainty that I define?
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| Are you up for keeping in touch once a month or twice a year?
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| Can you handle regret and a lack of will to persevere?
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| This apathy will haunt me over and over and over…
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| So when will I wake up?
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| Please pinch me I don’t feel a thing
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| I’ve got a hand of wish and one of chance
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| Don’t bother, it’s enough to get me through it
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| I close my eyes and roll a set of loaded dice, I’m sure
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| As convincing as a shot in the dark could be
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| I’ll keep doing what I love with a stab at integrity
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| Leaving always gets the best of me when I can’t say hello again
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| It’s just another way to remember
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| It’s just another way to forget
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| So when will I wake up?
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| Please pinch me I don’t feel a thing
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| I’ve got a hand of wish and one of chance
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| Don’t bother, it’s enough to get me through it
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| I close my eyes and roll a set of loaded dice, I’m sure
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| As convincing as a shot in the dark could be
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| I’ll keep doing, doing, doing what I love |