| Take my days when building the me
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| Old man struggle lifting his feet
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| I’m not tied to you
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| I’m not tied
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| Wrapped up tight and won’t let me go
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| Tell myself I’m cuttin' the rope
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| I’m not tired to you
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| Cut me open, oh
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| I wanna bury my feelings
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| Until my mind escapes me
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| I wear the war paint to fight off my daemons
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| I’ll tell them all to find me
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| Honey, oh, honey, you’ll never find me
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| Could be free, but baby you scream
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| All them vultures want you to bleed
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| You’re not tied to what they see
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| There’s still time, if you believe
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| Take a second, maybe suddenly you’ll see
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| You’re not tied, take it, take it from me, oh
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| I wanna bury my feelings
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| Until my mind escapes me
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| I wear the war paint to fight off my daemons
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| I’ll tell them all to find me
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| Don’t you say good until it’s over
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| I wear the war paint to fight off my daemons
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| I’ll tell them all to find me
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| Honey, oh, honey, you’ll never find me
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| I’m gonna bury my feelings
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| Until my mind escapes me
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| I wear the war paint to fight off my daemons
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| I’ll tell them all to find me
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| Don’t you say good until it’s over
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| I wear the war paint to fight off my daemons
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| I’ll tell them all to find me
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| Honey, oh, honey, you’ll never find me |