| We never learnt to know better
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| Don’t leave this lingering here
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| Where all things break
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| And fall into decay
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| There’s nothing left to say
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| Hold my hand when you hold my head down
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| When the walls are crumbling
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| And your voice won’t make a sound
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| And your heart hurts
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| And it’s worse when your legs don’t work
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| Every effort feels so tired and rehearsed
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| Expecting outcomes as the worst
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| And it’s worse when your legs don’t work
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| Every effort feels so tired and rehearsed
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| By now we should have learned
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| And I guess I’m doing better
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| With your voice now I know you’re here
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| There’s too much at stake
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| To turn your head away
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| There’s gotta be something to say
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| Hold my hand when you hold my head down
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| When the walls are crumbling
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| And it’s worse when your legs don’t work
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| Every effort feels so tired and rehearsed
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| Expecting outcomes as the worst
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| And it’s worse when your legs don’t work
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| Every effort feels so tired and rehearsed
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| By now we should have learned
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| Maybe what I’m scared of is me
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| Maybe I’ve got every right to be
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| When I’m coming apart at the seams |
| Maybe what I’m scared of is me
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| Maybe I’ve got every right to be
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| Shit I’m coming apart at the seams
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| And it’s worse when your legs don’t work
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| (When your legs don’t work)
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| Every effort feels so tired and rehearsed
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| (So tired and rehearsed)
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| Expecting outcomes as the worst
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| And it’s worse when your legs don’t work
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| (Worse when your legs don’t work)
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| Every effort feels so tired and rehearsed
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| (So tired and rehearsed)
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| By now we should have learned
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| By now we should have learned
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| By now we should have learned |