| 1, 2, 1, 2 fuck you
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah
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| I sank my hands in the ground hoping to find my place
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| All I found was a razor reaching out for me
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| I bathe in soil, plead for pain
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| Break my limbs for heaven’s sake
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| I bathe in soil for the warmth
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| With weeds like teeth I’m here for good
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| Who are you? |
| tell me who are you?
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| You had your chance from dirt to dust, from dirt to dust
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| You made your bed now sleep in it (I'll sleep in it)
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| You want it all now, you want it all
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| Crooked roots make it so hard to bloom
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| I want it all, I want it all
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| I want it all
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| Oh yeah
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| Buried your head in the sand, looking for worlds unknown
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| You’ve been searching for days now, but you’re still so cold
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| I am the weed in your way draining color from your face
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| I am the seed you can’t change. |
| no more sunlight today
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| I’m here to stay so get over it
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| You had your chance from dirt to dust, from dirt to dust
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| You made your bed now sleep in it (I'll sleep in it)
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| You want it all now, you want it all
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| Crooked roots make it so hard to bloom
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| I want it all, I want it all
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| I held the world that I sank beneath
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| Hands in the sky no one’s answering me
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| I held the world then I watched it bleed
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| Hands in the sky, are you listening?
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| You had your chance from dirt to dust, from dirt to dust
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| You made your bed now sleep in it (I'll sleep in it)
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| You want it all now, you want it all
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| Crooked roots make it so hard to bloom
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| I want it all, I want it all |