| Well…
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| Imma let my hair grow long
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| Pull the scissors out of my pocket
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| And Imma not call you back
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| I like you but I don’t like talking
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| I don’t talk to anyone anymore
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| Well…
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| Imma wash my hands of this
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| Pour hot water over my blisters
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| And then Imma quit you like sports
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| Stay inside till the season’s over
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| I don’t talk to anyone anymore
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| I don’t wanna be still
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| I just wanna move in slow motion
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| I burn out until it breaks me
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| Always sleep with one eye open
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| So would it kill you to be honest with yourself?
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| I’m not sticking around to find out
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| Well…
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| Imma ride my bicycle
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| It’s too bad the back wheels broken
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| And I hope I don’t hit red lights
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| I don’t go fast and I’ll fall over
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| If I stop for a second
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| I don’t wanna be still
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| I just wanna move in slow motion
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| I burn out until it breaks me
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| Always sleep with one eye open
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| So would it kill you to be honest with yourself?
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| I’m not sticking around to find out
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| It’s too late for us
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| It’s too late for us
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| It’s too late for us
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| But I won’t let that stop me
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| I don’t wanna be
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| I don’t wanna be
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| I don’t wanna be
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| I don’t wanna be still
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| I just wanna move in slow motion
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| I burn out until it breaks me
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| Always sleep with one eye open (Would it kill you to be honest with yourself)
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| So would it kill you to be honest with yourself?
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| I’m not sticking around to find out
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| Well…
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| Imma just skip to the end
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| I never cared about the details
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| So Imma let my hair grow long
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| And Imma let you go to voicemail
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| I don’t talk to anyone anymore |