| I catch you digging in my trash
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| For stuff I’ve long thrown away
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| You bring it back on a tray
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| And I hear you wheezing in the hall
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| Spreading gems and old news
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| You always love to confuse
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| I flee the light just to live in your shadow
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| I’m needing mercy and you offer me blame
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| Dear Shame:
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| You’re oh so eager to toy with me
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| You’re always stealing the joy in me
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| You love to whisper my name, Dear Shame, Dear Shame
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| You’ve got me living like a bug
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| Crawling in fear
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| (It's been a very long year.)
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| I dream of growing some wings
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| I think I’m flying away
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| Then you point and you spray
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| All my hidden secrets
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| Crave the light of forgiveness
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| You pull the shades
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| You accuse and you blame
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| I fled the light just to live in your shadow
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| I needed mercy, and you offered me blame
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| Dear Shame:
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| I think I’m wise to your strategy
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| I won’t be needing your company
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| My name’s eternally clear
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| Dear Shame
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| Dear Shame |