| It’s hard to think, it’s hard to think
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| We’re all tame beasts taken out of the wild
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| We smoke and drink, we smoke and drink
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| To escape concrete, to get loved like a child
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| We swing blank sheets, we swing blank sheets
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| We write so cheap and it works for a while
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| We skip heart beats, we skip heart beats
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| We don’t know fun since we fell out of style
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| Where do we go, where do we lose ourselves?
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| It feels like the world is ending
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| We can’t break away to an open space
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| With the death of us impending
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| We can’t break away to an open space
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| We’re on the brink, we’re on the brink
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| Beyond critique and we don’t reconcile
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| We’re out of sync, we’re out of sync
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| We think in screams, we’ve been drained for a while
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| Don’t stop to blink, don’t stop to blink
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| We’ve dug to deep and we’ve drowned in denial
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| We skip heart beats, we skip heart beats
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| This reckless love should fall out of style
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| Where do we go, where do we lose ourselves?
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| It feels like the world is ending
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| We can’t break away to an open space
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| With the death of us impending
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| We can’t break away to an open space
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| It’s hard to think we’re all tame beasts taken out of the wild
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| We smoke and drink to escape concrete, to get loved like a child
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| It feels like the world is ending
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| We can’t break away, we can’t break away
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| With the death of us impending
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| We can’t break away to an open space
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| If you saw the ending (why'd you break away)
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| Would you stop pretending (to an open space)
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| If you saw the ending (why'd you break away)
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| Would you stop pretending (to an open space) |