| Cut me open just to stitch me up again
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| And take all the broken pieces that just never seem to mend
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| Like the pessimistic, over-thinking, irrational attitude
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| And the selfish, insincere, jaded, close minded point of view
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| When there’s nothing left to lose
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| Go all in with your head up
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| Don’t second guess the things you choose
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| When there’s nothing left to do
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| But go all in with your head up
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| Don’t second guess what’s right for you
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| Take me under so I can drown out all things
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| And tie them to all my regrets so I can watch them slowly sink
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| Like the egotistic, over-thinking, irrational things I do
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| And the selfish, insincere, jaded, close minded point of view
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| When there’s nothing left to lose
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| When there’s nothing left |