| Show me something that I’ve never seen
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| 'Cause I’m lost and I need feeding
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| Give me things that I never had
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| 'Cause I’m bad at seeing ahead, it’s true
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| I’ll never find another like you
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| Similar tone but a different hue
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| Could never love another like you
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| I’ve been out living it’s true
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| But enough’s enough
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| I’ll never find another like you
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| I’ll never find another like you
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| Not in this life
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| Covers focusing on broken skin
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| 'Cause I’m lost and I need bleeding
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| Tearing paper into smithereens
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| And no prose or poem will do you truth
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| I’ll never find another like you
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| Similar tone but a different hue
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| Could never love another like you
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| I’ve been out living it’s true
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| But enough’s enough
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| I’ll never find another like you
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| I’ll never find another like you
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| Not in this life
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| Chastise me like I’m 17
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| 'Cause I’m stuck and I’ve been waiting
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| Free me and I will murder
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| 'Cause I am tired of looking
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| For sense, it’s true
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| I’ll never find another like you
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| I’ll never find another like you
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| Not in this life |