| Trying not to hold my breath
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| But my lungs are filled inside this chest
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| I’ve been helpless and I couldn’t have cared less
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| Of anything that could or has been said
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| In the future, past, or present tense
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| Been my own best friend
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| With clouds over my head
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| Been on this sinking ship
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| Decided that it’s sink or swim
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| The water’s coming in
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| Foundation’s wearing thin
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| Sometimes I wonder if I’ll ever be missed
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| If I swim with the ship again
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| Trying not to hold my breath
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| But my lungs are filled inside this chest
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| I’ve been helpless and I couldn’t have cared less
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| Of anything that could or has been said
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| What those words mean or just what they meant
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| In the future, past, or present tense
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| Been my own best friend
|
| With clouds over my head
|
| Been on this sinking ship
|
| Decided that it’s sink or swim
|
| The water’s coming in
|
| Foundation’s wearing thin
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| Sometimes I wonder if I’ll ever be missed
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| If I swim with the ship
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| Giving up inch by inch
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| In twenty words or less
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| I’ll describe this mess
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| I’ve drank to forget
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| Full of hopelessness
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| Never cared what they said
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| And I’m on this edge in crisis
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| And I couldn’t care less
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| Been my own best friend
|
| With clouds over my head
|
| Been on this sinking ship
|
| Decided that it’s sink or swim
|
| The water’s coming in
|
| Foundation’s wearing thin
|
| Sometimes I wonder if I’ll ever be missed again
|
| Been my own best friend
|
| With clouds over my head
|
| Been on this sinking ship
|
| Decided that it’s sink or swim
|
| The water’s coming in
|
| Foundation’s wearing thin
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| Sometimes I wonder if I’ll ever be missed
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| If I could swim with the ship
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| Giving up inch by inch
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| And I’ve lost my own best friend |