| Two can feel the same thing
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| And it feels kind of shallow up here
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| I felt bad, now I wish you were dead
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| There I said it
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| Anger’s just a phase
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| And victim is a game they play
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| I felt bad, now I wish you were dead
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| Don’t regret it
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| But I will still feel wrong
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| And time will still go on
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| Looking for a big idea
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| Easy way for things to heal
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| Don’t feel bad, don’t you hear what I say?
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| Don’t regret it
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| Anger’s just a phase
|
| And victim is a game they play
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| I felt bad, now I wish you were dead
|
| Don’t regret it
|
| But I will still feel wrong
|
| And time will still go on
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| All the time, all the time
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| All the time, all the time
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| All the time, all the time
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| All the time, all the time
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| Two can feel the same thing
|
| And it feels kind of shallow up here
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| I felt bad now I wish you were dead
|
| Don’t regret it
|
| But I will still feel wrong
|
| And time will still go on
|
| All the time, all the time
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| All the time, all the time
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| All the time, all the time
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| All the time, all the time
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| Nothing feels the same, and now I wonder where the time goes
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| Nothing feels the same, and now I wonder where the time goes
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| Nothing feels the same, and now I wonder where the time goes
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| Nothing feels the same, and now I wonder where the time goes
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| Nothing feels the same, and now I wonder where the time goes
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| Nothing feels the same, and now I wonder where the time goes |