| Do you see the scales on me?
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| Feeble tongue, or hues of green?
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| I don’t feel like catching prey
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| But I don’t feel like anything
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| I sit in my head
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| Stray from the truth
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| Pick at the scabs, don’t look at the past
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| Got something to lose
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| But I feel the tension from every direction
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| It’s my reflection
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| I correct 'em, don’t even mention
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| You can’t fix my soul, my crutch, my home
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| Feed it but it’s best just left alone
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| My dear, my foe, my holy ghost
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| Never gave a damn 'til it’s face was shown
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| Your face was shown
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| (Is it something you wanna do?)
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| (Is it something you wanna do?)
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| Your face was shown
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| (Is it something you wanna do?)
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| (Is it something you wanna do?)
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| So just face me, 'cause I can make a change
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| So maybe just chase me, 'cause I can make a change
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| Do you see despair on me?
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| I’ve cut close ones carelessly
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| Some have passed and most don’t change
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| But when I go I leave them peace
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| I don’t wanna be the love you prevail from
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| I don’t wanna be the waves in your sea
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| I was never pegged as one you’d depend on
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| But that changed when your face was shown
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| (Is it something you wanna do?)
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| (Is it something you wanna do?)
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| Your face was shown
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| (Is it something you wanna do?)
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| (Is it something you wanna do?)
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| So just face me, 'cause I can make a change
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| So maybe just chase me, 'cause I can make a change
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| (My baby loves me, my baby loves me)
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| (My baby loves me, my baby loves)
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| Do you wanna feel what I felt?
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| I stayed awake for days in this hell
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| And what I paid for my sin would bring most men straight to their end
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| Straight to their end
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| Till your face was shown
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| (Is it something you wanna do?)
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| (Is it something you wanna do?)
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| Your face was shown
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| (Is it something you wanna do?)
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| (Is it something you wanna do?)
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| So just face me, 'cause I can make a change
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| So maybe just chase me, 'cause I can make a change |