| A million miles of crooked smiles
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| Tainted dreams, with ill lit walls
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| The life you dreamt, but didn’t mean
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| They sung your praise, while they took it all
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| They watched you rise, and helped you to fall
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| They left you for dead with no breathe at all
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| And still keep believing that no one’s deceiving
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| And that they care about you
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| There’s got to be more to you
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| I can see you being see through
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| But please tell me there’s more to you
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| Surely there’s more to you
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| Fake the scene you hang around
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| They don’t care if your there
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| Or what’s inside you
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| Air kissing your cheeks, while staring behind you
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| How can they use, and keep on using you
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| Pretending to care, but really despise you
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| A life you’ll regret
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| Trapped in a world your blasé and blind to
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| And they don’t care about you
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| There’s got to be more to you
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| I can see you being see through
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| But please tell me there’s more to you
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| Surely there’s more to you |