| I don’t need a slap in the face,
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| I’m already at the bottom of the sea
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| Should have known this armor was heavy when the battle was declared by me But you weren’t listening too hard,
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| Under every word’s a jaded heart
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| And you weren’t listening too hard, now were you?
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| Can you pull your head out a moment
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| And try to find a second just to breathe?
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| I was trying to be a picture, a pillar of solidity you see?
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| But you weren’t listening too hard,
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| Under every word’s a jaded heart
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| Now give me your best and I’ll take it, feel it, breathe it,
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| Then watch me throw it back to you
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| 'Cause you weren’t listening too hard,
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| No, under every word’s a jaded heart
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| Now give me your best and I’ll take it, feel it, breathe it,
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| And watch me throw it back to you
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| Back to you.
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| Back to you. |