| Cracks in the pavement underneath my shoe
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| I care less and less about it and less about you
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| No one else around to look at me
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| So I can look at my shadow as much as I please
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| All the kicks that I can’t compare to
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| Making friends like you’re all supposed to
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| You will never come close to how I feel
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| You will never come close to how I feel
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| Space around me where my soul can breathe
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| I’ve got body that my mind can leave
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| Nothing else matters, I don’t care what I miss
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| Company’s okay, solitude is bliss
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| There’s a party in my head
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| And no one is invited
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| And you will never come close to how I feel
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| You will never come close to how I feel
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| Movement doesn’t flow
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| Quite like it does when I’m alone
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| I’ll be the one who’s free
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| You and all your friends can watch me, today
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| (Don't ask me how you’re supposed to feel)
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| You will never come close to how I feel
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| You will never come close to how I feel
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| You will never come close to how I feel
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| You will never come close to how I feel |