| It’s always better on the other side of it
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| Wanting what you’ll never have
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| And it’s a goddamn broken state of mind
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| Yeah, the one that we’ve been living in
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| It’s never greener inside the mess we’re in
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| Wanting what you’ll never have
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| The less we are content, the more we throw away
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| What little time we have left to grow
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| Separate mind from me
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| But still I have no adamant will to leave
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| What little time we have
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| Stop bleeding on the inside, we are alive
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| And it’s more than enough to paint the walls that are white
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| Can we show the ones who are blind?
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| It’s envy eating away at the core of us
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| Wanting what you’ll never have
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| And isn’t it the point of living to breathe?
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| Knowing this is all we need
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| It’s never greener inside the mess we’re in
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| Wanting what you’ll never have
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| The less we are content, the more we throw away
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| What little time we have left to grow
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| Separate mind from me
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| But still I have no adamant will to leave
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| What little time we have
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| Stop bleeding on the inside, we are alive
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| And it’s more than enough to paint the walls that are white
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| Can we show the ones who are blind?
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| Stop bleeding on the inside, we are alive
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| And it’s more than enough to paint the walls that are white
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| Can we show the ones who are blind?
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| Show them that we’re not blind
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| Come on, show them that we’re not blind
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| We’re not blind!
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| Stop bleeding on the inside, we are alive
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| And it’s more than enough to paint the walls that are white
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| Can we show the ones who are blind?
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| Stop bleeding on the inside, we are alive
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| And it’s more than enough to paint the walls that are white
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| Can we show the ones who are blind?
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| Fly past the withered trees
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| Ascend to holy air and breathe
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| Fly past the withered trees
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| Ascend to holy air and breathe
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| This want is menacing, it will not leave us be
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| Can we purge this?
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| The bastard in our brain will chew until it bleeds
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| How did we get like this?!
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| How did we get like this? |
| (Can we purge this heart?)
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| Step out in the rain
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| Feel life in our veins
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| Step out in the rain
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| Feel life in our
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| Feel life in our veins
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| (How did we get like this? Can we purge this? The bastard in our brains will
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| chew until it bleeds)
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| How did we get like this?! |