| More proof that I’m unaware of the things I do
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| My varied options are nothing new
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| Can’t help myself, so I can’t help you
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| Well, did you realize that you have no rewind?
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| Life with a lack of oxygen
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| Maybe if you’d looked for a good time, you could’ve done something
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| More proof that in the moment I just can’t care
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| Can’t stand the thought of my thoughts laid bare
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| I wake up in ambiguity
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| Well, did you realize that you have no rewind?
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| Life with a lack of oxygen
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| Maybe if you’d looked for a good time, you could’ve done something
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| But where?
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| I’ve been watching the road ahead
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| At some point I noticed
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| My foolish eyes had forgotten how to focus
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| Leave me be
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| I’m perfectly aware of what I should see
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| Just tell me why I can’t reach sense realistically or speak sensibly
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| With all the wind that blows my mind goes freely
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| With every gust I feel like nature’s forcing me
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| With every branch that breaks my mind too breaks free
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| With all the wind that blows I won’t go easily
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| Let me see
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| I’m forcefully aware of what this should be
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| Just tell me why
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| With all the wind that blows my mind goes freely
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| With every gust I feel like nature’s forcing me
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| With every branch that breaks my mind too breaks free
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| With all the wind that blows I won’t go easily |