| It’s so easy when you’re fake believing
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| Untruly speaking, wrecking feelings
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| It’s so easy sparking opposite ends
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| Fighting the good within, hiding my reasons
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| Stranger, I know so well
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| You got me tripping over myself
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| Can’t trust in you
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| 'Cause as I reach for your hand
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| I still sink into quicksand
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| Isn’t my good side worth rescuing?
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| It’s not easy admitting your demons
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| Tangled up in seasons
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| Finding lame reasons
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| (I can’t fall asleep but I sure can dream)
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| Stranger, I know so well
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| You got me tripping over myself
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| Can’t trust in you
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| 'Cause as I reach for your hand
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| I still sink into quicksand
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| Isn’t my good side worth rescuing?
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| I always flip myself into a shape I can’t make
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| Thinking so hard about who we really are
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| You spark the good within
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| But I was never good at listening, listen until you’re gone
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| Stranger, I know so well
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| Stranger, I know so well
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| You got me tripping over myself
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| Can’t trust in you
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| 'Cause as I reach for your hand
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| I still sink into quicksand
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| Isn’t my good side worth rescuing?
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| Stranger, I know so well
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| Stranger, I know so well
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| Stranger, I know so well
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| Stranger, I know so well
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| Stranger, I know so well
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| Isn’t my good side worth rescuing? |