| Those voices yelling
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| And the pain is overwhelming
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| It’s a faultline
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| And yeah, I’m guessing
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| That I should be kinda happy
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| It’s a fault of mine
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| With all the tension
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| You still keep me second-guessing
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| 'Cause I’m so benign
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| (Go on, go on, go)
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| And yeah, I know
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| It’s kinda hard to let it go
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| It’s all so asinine
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| (Go on, go on, go)
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| We have to figure out another way to go
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| (So I can follow, so I can follow)
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| We have to figure out another way to go
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| Betray and degrade me now
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| I’ll savour how this emptiness defines you
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| And take from this tortured sound
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| My hands are bound
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| Your shallowness confines you
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| I’m never the same, I’m never enough
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| There’s something dead inside me
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| I fell all alone and couldn’t get up
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| With no one there to guide me
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| We have to figure out another way to go
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| (So I can follow, so I can follow)
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| We have to figure out another way to go
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| Betray and degrade me now
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| I’ll savor how this emptiness defines you
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| And take from this tortured sound
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| My hands are bound
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| Your shallowness confines you
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| I’m so sick
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| You make me sick
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| I’m so sick
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| You make me sick
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| I’m never the same, I’m never enough
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| There’s something dead inside me
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| Betray and degrade me now
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| I’ll savor how this emptiness defines you
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| And take from this tortured sound
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| My hands are bound
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| Your shallowness confines you
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| Sick
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| You make me sick
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| Sick
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| You make me sick |