| The broken glass wasn’t the issue
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| Was a catalyst, just a reason to
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| An accident, a stroke of fate
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| I tried to hold it in, but I could feel it break
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| Build me up to tear me down
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| I fought so hard not to drown
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| Build me up to tear me down
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| Riding this wave of youth
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| The pattern repeats the truth
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| You can’t understand, it’s happened again
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| So down on my hands
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| It’s my fault
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| There’s nothing left to give, you have it all
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| I guess that’s not enough
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| It’s my fault
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| Staring out as I begin to fall
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| It never was enough
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| Like a parasite feeding on my doubt
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| Made me believe I needed help
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| Tried to hold it in, it wanted out
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| It wanted out
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| Build me up to tear me down
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| I fought so hard not to drown
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| Build me up to tear me down
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| Riding this wave of youth
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| The pattern repeats the truth
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| You can’t understand, it’s happened again
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| So down on my hands
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| It’s my fault
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| There’s nothing left to give, you have it all
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| I guess that’s not enough
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| It’s my fault
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| Staring out as I begin to fall
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| It never was enough
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| I blame myself for everything
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| I fought so hard not to drown
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| I held up the walls, you pulled the strings
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| And now it’s all crashing down
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| So please remind me
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| Of who I’m supposed to be
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| 'Cause now I’m finding
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| It’s tearing at the seams
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| Riding this wave of youth
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| The pattern repeats the truth
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| You can’t understand, it’s happened again
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| So down on my hands
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| It’s my fault
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| It’s my fault
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| There’s nothing left to give, you have it all
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| There’s nothing left to give, you have it |