| You’re weak on the surface
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| You speak when you’re nervous
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| And all the wrong words unite in your head
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| You can’t stand the space in your bed
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| So you shake in the darkness
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| You break like an artist
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| And all your big plans are small the next day
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| You cannot wait to throw them away
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| You perseverate
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| And the truth might be a million miles away
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| Hide your secrets, disguise your weakness
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| And lose yourself inside your busy head
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| Burn your bridges and leave no witnesses
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| All alone inside your busy head
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| Your busy head
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| You sleep in the moment, but dream like a poet
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| And all your good grace, like faded tattoos
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| You spend your days in wait for bad news
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| So you perseverate
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| And the truth might be a million miles away
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| Hide your secrets, disguise your weakness
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| And lose yourself inside your busy head
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| Burn your bridges and leave no witnesses
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| All alone inside your busy head
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| Going nowhere fast enough to tell a lie
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| Give yourself an alibi
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| You’ve been gone lately
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| Stand upon your peace of mind
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| You’re bound to fall if you take your time
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| 'Cause we’re all waiting
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| And you can step alone into the abyss
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| Find a home on the edge of it
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| And be defined by its presence
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| By its size and its message
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| You can move along through the dark
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| And when you wonder where you are
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| You’ll be proud of your weakness
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| So, busy head, just keep breathing, oh
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| So, busy head, just keep breathing
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| So, busy head, just
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| Hide your secrets, disguise your weakness
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| And lose yourself inside your busy head
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| Burn your bridges and leave no witnesses
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| All alone inside your busy head
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| You’re all alone inside your busy head
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| You’re all alone inside your busy head |