| A trivial and tangled bedroom floor
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| Wait until the sun finally sets
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| Before you climb the stairs to an apartment that you don’t call «home» anymore
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| You put your fingers to your temple
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| In the shape of what resembles the punchline to your way out
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| Get me out, I just want to disappear
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| Let me go before I burn us both to the ground
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| Yesterday forgets you before you have the chance to do the same
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| I see how much time you spend breaking your own heart over this
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| Right on cue, every ghost you know comes right back to haunt you
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| Well, I am the question, and you are the answer
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| And who knew that those things just don’t fit together?
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| So I shake in salt lakes cause I can’t explain
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| And you wouldn’t understand anyway
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| Get me out, I just want to disappear
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| Let me go before I burn us both to the ground
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| Do you recall the summer where everything you did
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| Was sponsored by your cigarettes and the thoughts in your head?
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| And all you talked about were ways to motivate yourself to leave the house
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| At least until you gave yourself a reason to live
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| Yesterday forgets you before you have the chance to do the same |