| Seems like I’m always here within. |
| Looking through this hole I found.
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| I can feel it settling inside, where the river eats my hair.
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| Winter come alive for me, and then I could grow my eyes again.
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| Feels like I’m wearing thin within. |
| Becoming less all the time.
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| I know someone who’s drowning now, growing cold on dirty ground.
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| Entertaining my hate stare, I could move, but I don’t care.
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| And if you threw it all away, I wouldn’t miss it.
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| If you killed the world today, I wouldn’t miss it.
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| Look around my ugly face, I wouldn’t miss it.
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| Right here in this lonely place, I wouldn’t miss it.
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| So I die everyday, sinking into nothing like the sun.
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| And if I could grow my wings again, I would shed all my skin.
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| I know someone who’s drowning now, growing cold on dirty ground.
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| Entertaining my hate stare, I think it’s me and I don’t care.
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| And if you threw it all away, I wouldn’t miss it.
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| If you killed the world today, I wouldn’t miss it.
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| Look around my ugly face, I wouldn’t miss it.
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| Broken in this lonely place, I wouldn’t miss it. |