| I give up
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| I surrender to the cold that comes from knowing that you have surrendered
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| I know that I am nothing
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| and you too
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| I already know that I am nothing, that you are everything
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| I can't be home sometimes and I count the days in my mind
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| And I lose the number while I work, sorry
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| I am an expert in deserts, sorry if I get lost in them
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| With everything that I like
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| With everything I hate about myself
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| With everything I don't like about you
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| With everything that made us burn
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| With everything that I like
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| With everything I hate about myself
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| With everything I don't, I don't like about you
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| With everything I want at home for Christmas
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| I'm alone and it's always been like this
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| The beauty of a flaw is when you finally admit it
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| I have clapped, I have nodded
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| Lost without control, today I feel like I'm drowning
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| I ask in the streets who I am
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| Who answers me does not remember
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| How the soul hurts if you look in the mirror and you don't see yourself
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| I am an expert in the eternal, forgive me for getting lost now
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| With everything that I like
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| With everything I hate about myself
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| With everything I don't like about you
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| With everything that made us burn
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| With everything that I like
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| With everything I hate about myself
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| With everything I don't, I don't like about you
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| With everything I want at home for Christmas
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| Thursday, Friday, Monday
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| Monday, Thursday, Friday
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| I imagined having you like this
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| But I never imagined seeing you like this
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| Thursday, Friday, Monday
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| Monday, Thursday, Friday
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| All the news
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| Everyone talks about the chaos that I carry inside today at Christmas
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| With everything that I like
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| With everything I hate about myself
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| With everything I don't like about you
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| With everything that made us burn
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| With everything that I like
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| With everything I hate about myself
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| With everything I don't, I don't like about you
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| With everything I want at home for Christmas |