| What if we’re just a little cracked
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| I know we’re choking on the little things
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| that seem to come with time
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| One word and watch our armies brawl
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| No one will bend until one falls
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| We used to fight *but* you for me
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| and me for you
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| Tied up without *the* words that might cut through
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| It’s like trying to teach blue to a blind man
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| Rude to a kind man
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| Or walking on the sun
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| You try and I do all that I can
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| But teaching blue to a blind mind
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| Can’t be done
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| We used our soldiers
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| And it was us against the world
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| The toll was taken now
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| We’re buried under life that comes with time
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| One word and watch our *egos* brawl
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| No one will bend until one falls
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| We used to fight *but* you for me
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| and me for you
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| It’s like trying to teach blue to a blind man
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| Truth to a lie
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| And walking on the sun
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| I try and I do all that I can
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| But teaching blue to a blind mind
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| Can’t be done
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| We can go home
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| You can sleep
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| And I can think for a while
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| We can’t go on and on on empty
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| On endless oceans dry
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| It’s like trying to teach blue to a blind man
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| Rude to a kind man |
| Screaming at the sun
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| You try and I do all that I can
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| But teaching blue to a blind mind
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| Can’t be done
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| Can’t be done
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| Teaching blue to a blind mind |