| One more sign taking shape
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| This could be my undoing
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| And I can’t wait to be there
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| When all my bided time and dragging
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| Through my days comes to an end
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| Just a phase and we will finally
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| See the truth in everything
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| We can’t explain
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| All of my dreams are filling a cesspool
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| So many things I couldn’t handle
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| We are corrupt to the core
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| This guilt is gonna fill me up till I overflow
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| Still I want more that I can’t win
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| Make this bided time and dragging
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| Through my days, come to an end
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| Such a shame that we may never
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| See the truth in everything
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| We can’t explain
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| 'Cause hope has never been enough
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| To be sure is asking for too much
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| Everything I try seems so impossible
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| Everything I have would be enough
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| For someone else but I want more
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| I can’t win
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| Make this bided time and dragging
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| Through my days, come to an end
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| Such a shame that we may never
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| See the truth in everything
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| We can’t explain
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| One more sign taking shape
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| This could be my undoing |