| On the outside
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| You’re alive
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| On the inside
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| You are crawling
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| A lifetime
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| Of planning
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| Can be cancelled
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| In a moment
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| Now my home is breaking
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| Ground is crumbling underneath
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| Can’t carry on this way
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| I release you
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| And call this love
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| Cannot fix my quiet one
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| I know you don’t really mean it
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| I know you don’t really mean it
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| I have a hammer
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| And a nail
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| For an ocean
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| Of despair
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| I’m useless
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| Here
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| And it feels
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| So unfair
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| Wondering what I was missing
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| Was I writing you in
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| Were you my invention
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| I release you
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| And call this love
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| I cannot fix my quiet one
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| I know you don’t really mean it
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| I know you don’t really mean it
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| Secrets will kill us
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| We’re dying in the dark
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| My love can let you go
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| It wasn’t made to hold you down
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| It wasn’t made to hold you down
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| I release you. |
| I call this love
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| I release you. |
| I call this love
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| I know you don’t really mean it
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| I know you don’t
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| I know you don’t really mean it
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| I know you don’t |