| It’s late in the day
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| Threw caution aside
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| Who cares what I say?
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| Not shocked or ashamed
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| Through conscious of mind
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| I crave what I crave
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| Love up to my knees and then overhead
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| It’s praise when you speak
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| Though privileged I fight, though passive it seems
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| Desire to please
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| Unsatiable someone
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| And the chance to get to make us
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| Is this a sign that I’m obsessed?
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| Obvious, yes
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| Past spells I cast have paid out
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| I truly need attention bad
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| I’m just too shy to ask
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| Remembering when I came to believe in passion again
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| A name that’s in jest and seriously
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| My love is expressed, I’m serious baby
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| My life is a LARP now
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| They’re really inside you
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| I’m really this person
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| Turn me inside out
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| Don’t ask me about him
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| You know more than I do
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| It’s best to keep silent 'bout what he had gone through
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| You see, blood runs cold in the comfort of the backroom
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| Do you actually think I would’ve made it this far without you?
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| I was raised by Polish Catholics
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| No one taught me how to sing, obviously
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| Dear Spotlight, you can go now
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| I’m tired of what this life can bring
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| And bored of everything
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| Eyes closed in contradiction
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| Life is passion, life is pain
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| They are one in the same
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| This past one’s been a bad one
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| I question how we’ll carry on
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| My will has not been strong, at least not since our last time
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| Is this a sign that I’m obsessed?
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| Obvious, yes
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| This past one’s been a bad one
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| I truly need attention bad
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| I’m just too shy to ask |