| I got my triggers, it’s symptomatic
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| Got my reactions, they’re automatic
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| And after all that I’ve been through
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| I project my feels on you
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| I’ve got my memories, places I’ve been
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| Like wooden fragments stuck in my skin
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| And after all that I’ve been through
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| Try to hide my scars from you
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| I don’t want you to look
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| 'Cause I don’t, don’t want you to go
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| Could you still love me with a splintered mind?
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| Could you still want me when you don’t know what you might find?
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| Behind this shaded lens I see the world through
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| Coloring my thoughts, distorting my view
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| If I let you see what’s broken inside of me
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| Could you still love me with a splintered mind?
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| Sometimes I get so stuck in my head
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| Sometimes I can’t get out of my bed
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| This is just a side effect
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| You know I really want to connect
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| It’s cracked and it’s scarred
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| But I won’t, won’t give you my heart
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| Could you still love me with a splintered mind?
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| Could you still want me when you don’t know what you might find?
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| Behind this shaded lens I see the world through
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| Coloring my thoughts, distorting my view
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| If I let you see what’s broken inside of me
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| Could you still love me with a splintered mind?
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| Will you take me as I am?
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| Would you catch me when I fall?
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| Could you take me as I am?
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| Will you catch me when I fall?
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| Could you still love me with a splintered mind?
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| Could you still want me when you don’t know what you might find?
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| Behind this shaded lens I see the world through
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| Coloring my thoughts, distorting my view
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| If I let you see what’s broken inside of me
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| Could you still love me with a splintered mind?
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| With a splintered mind
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| If the splinter went deeper could you help me pull it out?
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| If the splinter went deeper could you help me pull it out?
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| If the splinter went deeper could you help me pull it out?
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| Oh, if the splinter went deeper could you help me pull it out? |