| Well you talk and you talk but you don’t want to listen
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| And the words from your mouth are stuck on repeat
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| You think you’ve figured it out but you’re still guessing
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| And somehow you think you’re better than me
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| Is the path you’re taking hard to follow?
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| When it’s always leading to an end?
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| Is it a bitter pill for you to swallow?
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| Or is it easier to just pretend?
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| When your blood runs cold
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| And your lungs cave in
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| When there’s no where you can go
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| You’ll be in the dark again
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| When you walk in the room everyone stops breathing
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| 'Cause you leave the oxygen at the door
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| Is there a hole in your chest where your heart was beating?
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| Is the silence something hard to ignore?
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| Is the path you’re taking hard to follow?
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| When it’s always leading to an end?
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| When your blood runs cold
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| And your lungs cave in
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| When there’s no where you can go
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| You’ll be in the dark again
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| And now that there’s no one left to blame
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| Could you say that you’d do it all again?
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| And now that there’s no one left to blame
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| Could you say that you’d do it all again?
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| When your blood run cold
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| And your lungs cave in
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| When there’s no where you can go
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| You’ll be in the dark again
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| You’ll be in the dark again |