| I’ll shed my skin
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| And then I’ll start this again
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| Because something came from nothing
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| And now I’m wondering where the hell you’ve been
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| So I’ll shed my skin
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| I’ve been lost inside these halls again
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| Wondering where the hell you’ve been
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| It doesn’t make much sense to stay
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| But I need the pain to feel okay
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| I’ve found today that I’m feeling better
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| As I forget every word you say
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| I can’t seem to mend the chip on my shoulder
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| Because you keep picking and scratching away
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| I’ve been lost in halls again
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| Because something came from nothing and now
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| I’m wondering where the hell you’ve been
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| It doesn’t make much sense to stay
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| But I need the pain to feel okay
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| I’m done with, feeling cold and lonely
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| When its over, it leaves me in this state of mind
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| It’s not about feeling numb
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| I just want to feel anything at all
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| It doesn’t make much sense to stay
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| But I need the pain to feel okay
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| (It doesn’t make much sense)
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| It doesn’t make much sense to stay
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| But I need the pain to feel okay |