| She’s so afraid
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| Of her own reflection
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| She tries to hide
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| The picture of perfection
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| All life she holds
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| Like the family car she once stole
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| For that weekend
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| There to wreck, her mind dreams
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| The street bends
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| There’s no end
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| She’s ripping down the road with no control
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| She just can’t let it go
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| When you fall into my arms
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| Can’t feel you
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| Slip two pills, in rewind
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| Back in nineteen hundred ninety-one and tonight
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| Never wanna hear you say you can’t
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| Spit up your pride
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| We’re much the same
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| No time for reflection
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| We do cruel things
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| And hope they’ll bring protection
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| We play to win
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| We’re losing all we once were in the end
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| We don’t know other way
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| When you fall into my arms
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| Can’t feel you
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| Slip two pills, in rewind
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| Back in nineteen hundred ninety-one and tonight
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| Never wanna hear you say you can’t
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| Spit up your pride
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| We drown in pride
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| Just one look could make it work out right
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| When you fall into my arms
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| Can’t feel you
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| Felt your kiss, in rewind
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| And we can’t feel a thing, you see, we’ve died
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| Never wanna hear you say you can’t
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| Spit up your pride
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| We drown in pride
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| Spit up your pride
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| Never wanna hear you say, you’re mine
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| We drown in pride
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| Never wanna hear you say you can’t
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| Spit up your pride |