| Your heart is a fire,
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| But the cold is comforting.
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| My mouth is a liar,
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| With my silver tongue in cheek
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| The silence is deafening.
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| My words cut deep.
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| The darkness is blinding,
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| Consuming me.
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| All I am is what I say
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| So turn your back and walk away.
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| My words cut deep, but the silence is deafening.
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| I am starving (for something that’s real)
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| So I bite the hand that feeds (they all took from me)
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| The pieces I’m missing (that's what they want from me)
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| Will be exactly what I need
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| The silence is deafening.
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| My words cut deep.
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| The darkness is blinding,
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| Consuming me.
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| All I am is what I say
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| So turn your back and walk away.
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| My words cut deep, but the silence is deafening.
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| I question every part of who I am.
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| I question every part of who I am!
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| It’s hard to tell which side of me is in the right
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| With these two different people inside of me fighting for my life,
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| fighting for my life
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| I question every part of who I am
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| The silence is deafening!
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| My words cut deep!
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| The darkness is blinding,
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| Consuming me!
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| All I am is what I say
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| So turn your back and walk away!
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| My words cut deep, but the silence is deafening! |