| All the walls that make you feel safe
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| Are the same closing in some day
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| Are the borders only drawn in your head?
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| A thin line between alive and dead
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| You’re the one looking down on all of us In your eyes, nothing’s ever good enough
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| You’re the one looking down on all of us When you die, you’ll be the one looking up And I feel my skin begin to breathe
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| And all the pills that were swallowed
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| To mold your disease
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| You’re the one looking down on all of us In your eyes, nothing’s ever good enough
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| You’re the one looking down on all of us When you die, you’ll be the one looking up There’s a message, it’s appalling
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| It’s appalling, for anyong you abused
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| There’s a message, it’s appalling
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| It’s appalling, for anyong you abused
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| I think it’s time we talk
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| I think it’s time we talk
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| I think it’s time we I think it’s time we talk
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| You’re the one looking down on all of us In your eyes, nothing’s ever good enough
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| You’re the one looking down on all of us When you die, you’ll be the one looking up There’s a message, it’s appalling
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| It’s appalling, for anyong you abused
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| There’s a message, it’s appalling
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| It’s appalling, for anyong you abused |