| Silhouettes on the ceiling
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| I’ve been much better but at least I’m healing
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| You know I haven’t slept since you left but for me that’s progress
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| For me that’s progress
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| I’ve been fraying at the fabric
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| Strung out and biting on the back of my bottom lip
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| I’ll tell you everything is copacetic
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| I built my guard up to the clouds
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| Because of you, I’ve been reduced from high-rise windows to stepping stones
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| There’s gotta be something more for me
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| More than framework and furniture
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| Free fall into foreign waters
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| You tore me down, you tore me down
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| (You tore me down)
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| How many times must we walk this line?
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| (You can look but you can’t touch)
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| How many times can I say I’m fine?
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| (I'm fine, I’m fine)
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| I built my guard up to the clouds
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| Because of you, I’ve been reduced from high-rise windows to stepping stones
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| There’s gotta be something more for me
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| More than framework and furniture
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| Free fall into foreign waters
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| You tore me down
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| You tore me down
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| I’ll tell you everything is copacetic
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| You tore me down
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| I’ll tell you everything is copacetic
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| You tore me down
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| I’ll tell you everything is copacetic
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| You tore me down
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| I’ll tell you everything is copacetic
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| You tore me down
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| Fade |