| Enough prodding to make me hurt, which drives me to my sole desire
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| Where I got you hanging on my every word, to burn you while I’m breathin' fire
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| See, 'cause I got a plan, I look different on this side I’m somethin' like a
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| hologram
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| Damn, that don’t mean I’ve changed, it just explains
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| How some things in my life have suddenly rearranged
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| While I’m starin' at my reflection it’s lookin' somthin' like misdirection
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| Between my life, my love, and passion it’s a lonely intersection
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| And my selection results in constant mental interjection
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| Giving birth to such aggression requires me to cease these sections
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| But you see, they find a way to breath
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| And for me, I find no place to leave to
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| ‘Cause I finally found somewhere to land
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| But now I can’t seem to find where I am
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| I’m lost in this crowd
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| I’m seein' shades of gray
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| Lookin' for the light
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| But I only found today
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| I’m trapped in those eyes
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| And I can’t look away
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| Afraid of the changes
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| But nothing stays the same
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| Some say go to the light, others say you must leave it
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| But in darkness there’s clarity even if you don’t care to see it
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| Images taken and replayed such as this thievery
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| And there seems to be no shortage of the people in my corner who believe in me
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| But it wasn’t always like this no, when I was fighting
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| And I could say a million words at once but my pen was dry when it what time
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| for writin'
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| Sometimes I just don’t get where the ink well goes
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| And then sometimes my pen hits paper and the rest just flows
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| Now I tried to exercise my demons but they’ve gotten out of shape
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| And I used to be so superhuman but it seems I lost my cape
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| How could I be that I’m livin' so great externally when life’s burnin' me and
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| internally
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| It feels like I’m lying awake on the table in surgery
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| And I’ll put on a clinic, I can see that you’re a cynic
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| Thinkin' I photographed this picture perfect life and you weren’t in it
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| So I try to live my lessons and ease off these second guessin’s
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| I don’t need church bells to be ringin' to go give you these confessions
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| And where that leaves me now
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| I can’t seem to choose
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| I found some breadcrumbs and it seems that I was leaving clues
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| But I’m confused as to what they mean
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| I know I’ve seen the movie but its seems that I forgot the scene
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| I’m cuttin' the brakes, whatever it takes
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| The bigger the gamble the higher the stakes
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| Yeah I battled to build this and I’ll never back down
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| You know where you can find me now |