| My blood gets thinner when I drink
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| You doubt, make you love me
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| And my heart gets stronger when it bleeds
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| It happens so quick, like skinning your knees
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| All of my sadness boils down to one fact
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| I want someone to do what I can’t do for myself
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| But that’s not an option, I’m only human
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| Nostalgia lies and sets the truth on fire
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| My house cries when I leave
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| All my fingerprints, on the doors, they turn pink
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| Pink like my mind when I think about you
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| It’s not often the world hands it to you
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| All of my sadness boils down to one fact
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| I want someone to do what I won’t do for myself
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| That’s not an option, I’m only human
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| Nostalgia lies and sets the truth on fire
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| You’re not a savior, but I wish that you were
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| And with each little lie we set the world on fire
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| I’ve been sifting through my dreams
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| And I’m looking for the clues
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| Gathering the evidence
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| Chasing down the muse
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| But the maps have no coordinates
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| No footsteps to follow in
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| Somedays, when the sky is clear
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| I believe we can undo the lies that got us here |