| All of my dreams, tear at the seams
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| Frayed, all over the place
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| Thought it was good, everything where it should
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| Be, around me
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| All that depends, on where it ends
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| It ends,
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| Teacher pretend or maybe not comprehend
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| Procrastination baby, I had it tainted lately
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| Cut it up
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| It starts, you say its useless
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| Just stick on the favours with different uses
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| Here comes the sun, a lore excuses
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| Its easier to stay and no one refuses.
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| Cut it up
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| It starts, you say its useless
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| Just stick on the favours with different uses
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| Here comes the sun, more excuses
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| Where do you think I got these bruises.
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| It’s better to stay
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| Make it end
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| Help me sink into this skin
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| I’ve got things to feel, to reimburse yeah
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| I’m sick I’m alone and it’s getting worse. |