| If you don’t feel enough
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| Why don’t you show it?
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| Not asking you to build me up
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| But baby don’t brake it down
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| The things that I do for love
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| I hate that you notice
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| I hope you don’t notice
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| This is fucking amnesia
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| Praying that I won’t see her
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| Every time I close my eyes, eyes
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| Don’t wanna cover up
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| But the cracks keep showing
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| Don’t ever talk to me about trust
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| I would never let the word get out
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| That the thing that you thought was love
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| Won’t ever surface
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| I hope she don’t notice
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| This is fucking amnesia
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| Praying that I won’t see her
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| Every time I close my eyes, eyes
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| This is fucking amnesia
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| Praying that I won’t see her
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| Every time I close my eyes, eyes
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| What is fake, something I can’t relate to
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| Hard for me to do it even though I want to hate you
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| I can’t erase you, I missed the memo
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| You drive me crazy like John Dixon at the demos
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| A real nympho, was an infant before smoking endo
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| Now only a bitch with some issues
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| I wish I swore I didn’t kiss you
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| But I did and now there’s no more touching
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| Judge me, scream, scorn and crying just for love me
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| The cosmos of this scene is borderline ugly
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| And what an understatement was that
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| Got your foot in your mouth and your brain in the vat
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| Damn, e even make it dangerous to chat
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| Trying to solve things well how aimless is that
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| See, my sanity has gone down the drain, down the hatch
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| And you’re lying but I’m not willing to stay for the catch
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| This is fucking amnesia
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| Praying that I won’t see her
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| Every time I close my eyes, eyes
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| This is fucking amnesia
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| Praying that I won’t see her
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| Every time I close my eyes, eyes
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| I can’t erase you |