| Hey, Mike, I wish I could help you figure something out
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| But it’s been too long since we spoke
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| Your sarcasm radiates unhappiness
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| So withdrawn and rooted deep inside
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| Are you content at 27?
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| Were you hopeful at 17?
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| A void the size of oceans stretches out between us
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| I guess our blood is supposed to be a bridge
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| Can you pull yourself up
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| From this self hatred?
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| Can you pull yourself up?
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| Frustration’s driven you to angry dreams
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| Let Nebraska disappear in golden flames of grain
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| I know you can’t imagine having company right now
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| There’s a world of tired faces who understand this pain
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| There’s a better life waiting on the outside
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| Of these decaying walls
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| Of these decaying walls
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| Your bitterness doesn’t surprise me
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| As these pointless days go streaming by
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| Rejected, sour eyes can’t imagine blue skies
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| Rejected, sour eyes can’t imagine blue skies
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| I wish you could find something to live for
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| Besides the agony of bleeding towards this last breath
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| I truly believe that you want more than this
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| This is killing you, I truly believe that you want more than this
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| What you want is very simple
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| But somehow so complex to get
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| What you want is very simple
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| But somehow so complex to get
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| Please don’t hate yourself
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| Please don’t hate yourself
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| Please don’t hate yourself
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| Please don’t hate yourself
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| Please don’t hate yourself
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| Please don’t hate yourself
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| I truly believe that you want more than this |