| If they mean nothing let them go
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| I can’t remember what it feels like on my own
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| I say nothing to prove they have capacity to
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| Love anything but themselves
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| But I believe in dinosaurs because I’ve seen their bones
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| Keep digging for the skulls of good intentions and a selfless corpse
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| That reeks of honest efforts to make things work
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| Lost forever are our former selves
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| Can you show me proof they ever lived
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| Or are they tainted memories of a wishful mind
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| That’s looking for a reason to forgive
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| If they mean nothing let them go
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| Are those hands around the shoulders or the throat?
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| Or maybe a bit of both?
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| Try not to cringe at the applause of the opposition
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| You’re twice the fool and half the liar
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| And they’re on to you
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| I say nothing to prove they have capacity to
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| Love anything but themselves
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| Lost forever are our former selves
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| Can you show me proof they ever lived
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| Or are they tainted memories of a wishful mind
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| That’s looking for a reason to forgive
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| And I keep digging, a search for peace
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| It’s just a shell with nothing underneath
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| But I believe in dinosaurs because I’ve seen their bones (And I keep digging,
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| a search for peace)
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| So maybe buried evidence will tell me what I’ve always known (It's just a shell
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| with nothing underneath)
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| If they mean nothing let them go
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| Between the good and bad I’m stuck with what I know
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| Lost forever are our former selves
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| Can you show me proof they ever lived
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| Or are they tainted memories of a wishful mind
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| That’s looking for a reason to forgive |