| I don t believe, it s happened to me
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| Crawling back into your hopeless world
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| I don t mind, cause it s all the same
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| And now we re face backwards, with nothing to gain
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| Is there something made of nothing left for me?
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| I can t hold the hand of who won t let me breathe
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| Call my name through the trees and stain my pride
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| A world that s made of nothing still lies to me
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| It s all the same, to you it will feel good
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| But I m at the end
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| I don t mind, cause my switch is on
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| And I’m not the one whos feeling so used
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| Is there something made of nothing left for me?
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| I can t hold the hand of whom won t let me breathe
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| Call my name through the trees and stain my pride
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| A world that s made from nothing still cries for me
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| So now you found the reason
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| So now you found the truth
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| Cold in bed you start weeping
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| Wake from dream and find it s real
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| Crawling back into your hopeless world
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| I don t mind, cause my switch is on
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| I am not the one who’s feeling so used
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| Is there something made of nothing left for me?
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| I can t hold the hand of who won t let me breathe
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| Call my name through the trees and stain my pride
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| All that s made of nothing still cries for me. |