| Hiding the shame — a distant memory
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| I’m so wasted, so ugly
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| Buried beneath all the compromise
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| I’m so jaded, frustrated
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| But I’m alive
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| I’m alive
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| It’s not enough to be yourself to make amends
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| It’s so messed up to be yourself when you’re never, never enough
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| Stealing the blame of your reflection
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| There’s no failure, no envy
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| I’ve become all that I despise
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| I’m so faded, devastated
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| But I’m still alive
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| I’m alive
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| It’s not enough to be yourself to make amends
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| It’s so messed up to be yourself when you’re not enough
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| It’s not enough to be yourself to make amends
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| It’s so messed up to be yourself when you’re never, never enough
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| You’re never enough
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| How can you save a distant memory?
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| That’s so faded, so wasted
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| Bury the shame in your reflection
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| That’s so jaded, so wasted
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| There’s nothing to gain
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| And there’s no one to blame
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| Just you
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| I’m so wasted, I’m so ugly
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| I’m so jaded, I’m frustrated
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| It’s not enough to be yourself to make amends
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| It’s so messed up to be yourself when you’re not enough
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| It’s not enough to be yourself to make amends
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| It’s so messed up to be yourself when you’re never, never enough
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| You’re never enough |