| I tend to come off wrong
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| When you look at all the things that I have done
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| If you look at only what you see
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| I’m a puzzle piece and it all falls down on me
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| I’ll find a better state of mind when I’m on my own
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| I can’t be bothered to get it right
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| It’ll come in time, in time
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| Something so sweet about
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| Seeing things through a broken lens
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| I know I’ll fuck it up
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| But it’s what I need in the end
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| Hold on to the promise of
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| Better days, it’s been dark too long
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| In the backseat of my mind
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| I find all the perfect ways of killing time
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| I can’t be bothered to get it right
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| It’ll come in time, in time
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| Something so sweet about
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| Seeing things through a broken lens
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| I know I’ll fuck it up
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| But it’s what I need in the end
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| I learned the hard way
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| The same mistake over and over
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| 'Til I get it through my head
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| What it is I need in the end
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| The end, in the end
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| Something so sweet about
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| Seeing things through a broken lens
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| I know I’ll fuck it up
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| But it’s what I need in the end
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| I learned the hard way
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| The same mistake over and over
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| 'Til I get it through my head
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| What it is I need in the end
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| In the end, in the end
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| I tend to come off wrong |