| The outside world’s incontinent
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| The wall’s no longer our fence
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| Your skin crawls with it, what’s eating you?
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| Flawless for our little one
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| Do-overs and re-runs
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| As you sacrifice the air you breathe
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| All those things life put you through
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| Lame excuses shouldn’t do
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| It hasn’t been enough for you, I’m waiting
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| Panic is our passing flu
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| A holiday without a view
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| It’s not good enough for you, I’m waiting
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| Find ourself inside again
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| The outside world seems most distant
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| Tomorrow the sun will rise again and you will smile
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| And you will find yourself
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| And you will find yourself
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| And you will find yourself again
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| All those things life put you through
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| Virtue nearly buried you
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| Two years without a mirror, she’s fading
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| Forgetting her mental health
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| Losing pieces of herself
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| Lost in a nursery, he’s waiting on the shelf
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| For her to find herself
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| For her to find herself
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| For her to find herself again
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| (The outside world is closing in
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| The outside world is closing in
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| The outside world is, is closing in) |