| Such a wonderful life
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| When it’s weighing you down
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| Are you in control?
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| The suburban reign always stays the same
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| Like the hollow smile cracking up your face
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| Take your battered soul, wear it as a crown
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| All that numbs you
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| Run a thousand miles, till you hit the ground
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| All that numbs you now
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| And the days roll into one and the same on you
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| The world revolving around your spinning head
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| Make the fences high
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| Make the blinds go down on the world outside
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| Maybe the day will come when you wake up not feeling anything
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| No more tears and no more pain
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| Take your bleeding heart, wear it on your sleeve
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| All that numbs you
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| Stare into the sun, the blind relief
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| All that numbs you
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| As the years roll into one, only numbers change
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| The world revolving around your spinning head
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| Take your battered soul, wear it as a crown
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| All that numbs you
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| Stare into the sun, the blind relief
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| All that numbs you
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| As the years roll into one, only numbers change
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| The world revolving around your spinning head |