| You don’t know me
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| Only my constant search for meaning
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| And I’m not done writing my words in the sand
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| Don’t trust a lot of them
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| Why keep the blame to yourself when you can spread it around?
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| I only wanted to help
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| That’s why you shoved me out
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| Why live your life with open eyes when you can see your own turn?
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| Why make amends a thousand times when you can watch the world burn?
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| If you can’t get up and walk away from me
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| You’re gonna drown too
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| Because you wouldn’t fight to get it back
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| And I would
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| The thrill isn’t just gone, it’s dead
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| And the dream is lying with it, too
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| I want to see my face in the picture
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| Without wondering who it belongs to
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| Don’t worry if I said I hate you
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| It will never come close to my hate for myself
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| No one can
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| Because people are vile and arrogant
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| They’re disgusting
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| They ruin the only world they have
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| But I will not keep letting it hold me back
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| So don’t you wait for me, cause I’m gone
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| I’ll lay my head where I want
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| So I’ll never have to waste my time
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| If you can’t get up and walk away from me
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| We are brothers, brothers |