| You let me in so I could guide your hand
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| A quest for gold that yielded lead
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| So many things I still don’t understand
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| Would rear their ugly heads instead
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| No instigation, just run away
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| With nothing to fall back on, no skin left to flay
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| What you needed the most were no more of these ghosts of my broken promises
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| What you needed the most never even came close to my broken promises
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| Sedated sorrow palms a lazy coin
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| You’ll find no vindication here
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| Flashing a fast lane if you’ve come to join
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| The ill fated fortune of the year
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| Castles we built now crumble like smiles
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| Skeleton hope now eaten by trials
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| What you needed the most were no more of these ghosts of my broken promises
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| What you needed the most never even came close to my broken promises
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| How you choose to wear your heart
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| is how they’ll cast your part
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| How you choose to wear your heart
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| You wear a world upon your sleeve
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| The way you choose to wear your heart
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| is how they will tear you apart
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| Do you choose to save the world or to decieve |