| My mood is inconsistent and it changes with the weather
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| In the city of resistance, I haven’t been feeling better
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| About anything or anyone that I chose to believe in
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| And something tells me I won’t find the one thing that I needed
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| The one thing that I needed
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| I’ll pick myself up everyday
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| Won’t let the world around me become a cage
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| I can’t escape
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| I keep in touch with my mistakes
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| But when they surround me
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| It’s another panic state
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| And I never said a word about the way that I was feeling
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| 'Cause I trained myself to lie and tell myself that I am fine
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| Ever since I was a kid, I’ve always kept this pain inside
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| And I never had that person that made everything alright
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| That made everything alright
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| My mood is inconsistent and it changes with the weather
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| In the city of resistance, I haven’t been feeling better
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| About anything or anyone that I chose to believe in
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| Something tells me I’m about to see the consequence of feeling
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| If you ever tried to ask me
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| What was going on inside
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| I would sit alone in silence
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| While my thoughts eat me alive
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| If I could just go back in time and stop myself
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| I’d stop myself from holding everything inside of my head
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| In my head lies the consequence of every feeling that I hide |