| Something has got to give. |
| Ya…
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| When did I start choking? |
| When did I start drowning?
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| Is this what’s to become? |
| All thoughts left to wait.
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| Is this what’s to become? |
| Is this…
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| My questions (my questions): Unanswered (unanswered).
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| I wish… I wish this would break. |
| I wish this would break.
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| What am I doing here? |
| These waters extend for miles. |
| Oh…
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| My heart remains the same. |
| Ya…
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| Will I ever, ever stop choking? |
| Will I ever, ever stop drowning?
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| Oh how the faithful city has become a harlot. |
| I should not have put that on you.
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| Leave my body at the river, let me pass along downstream. |
| Oh…
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| Is this what’s to become?
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| My questions (my questions): Unanswered (unanswered).
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| I wish… I wish this would break. |
| I wish this would break.
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| My questions: Unanswered. |
| I wish this would break.
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| I wish this would break. |
| I wish this would break.
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| I breathe in your shadows and sleep in your disinterest.
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| I breathe in your shadows and sleep in your disinterest.
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| Let the tears fall, let me write some sad songs that you don’t deserve,
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| that you don’t deserve.
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| Let the tears fall. |
| Will I ever, ever stop choking? |
| Will I ever,
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| ever stop drowning? |