| I never learn
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| Never learned from before
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| So I return
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| I return expecting more
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| That’s how I waste the moment
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| Everybody says
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| Living with this violence
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| Littered with regret
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| See, I’ve been wasting moments
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| Strip them 'til they’re clean
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| Buried under silence
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| And hidden under leaves
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| I always thought that I would be alone
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| A million hearts still wrapped around my throat
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| Two degrees
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| Two degrees is not that far
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| Still you and me
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| You and me, we drift apart
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| That’s how I waste the moment
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| Everybody says
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| Living with this violence
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| Littered with regret
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| See, I’ve been wasting moments
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| Strip them 'til they’re clean
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| Buried under silence
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| And hidden under leaves
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| I always thought that I would be alone
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| A million hearts still wrapped around my throat
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| I hear them beat
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| I see them all, in front of me
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| They don’t belong
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| They have no meaning
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| The fingers soft
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| And hands obscene
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| That’s how I waste the moment
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| Everybody says
|
| Living with this violence
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| Littered with regret
|
| See, I’ve been wasting moments
|
| Strip them 'til they’re clean
|
| Buried under silence
|
| And hidden under leaves
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| I always thought that I would be alone
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| I always thought that I would be alone
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| I always thought that I would be alone
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| I always thought that I would be alone |