| How can I change when it’s out of my hands on the inside?
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| While I despair disarming all of my doubts, I’ve been hand tied
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| I’ve rearranged but I’m not gonna camp in a garage
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| Mm-mm, I’ll make that comfort stare
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| Promise me the day is wasted
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| I’ll make that cost someday
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| Can’t wish for you
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| Why are we all chasing after our tails in the daylight?
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| We can’t remember what it’s like to be out when we’re inside
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| Mindlessly floating unaccomplished, without we’re indifferent
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| Mm-mm, I’ll make that comfort stare
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| Promise me the day is wasted
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| I’ll make that cost someday
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| Can’t wish for you
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| Mm-mm, I’ll make that comfort stare
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| Promise me the day is wasted
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| I’ll make that call someday
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| Can’t wish for you |