| I’m alright, here on the floor
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| Climbing up the walls and I think I’m in a car
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| Take my words for when we’re away
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| I tell them to my back almost every day
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| I could never wait so I’m in their way
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| Every interchange it’s all over my mind
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| Can’t you just explain when you see me write
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| Show me your restraint by a similar pride
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| I never thought that I could be so wrong
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| Boy, I keep hoping that they’re working on
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| We’re always thinking, I don’t see the train
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| You know that I’m running right, if you ever let me shine
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| I never struggled to be on my own
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| Oh, I still wonder if I let you go
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| The disappointment that is on my feet
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| You know what it means to me
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| We can keep on endlessly
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| Dark and nothing of choice
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| I’m busting through the roof to the sound of a boy
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| Got a text from Abby Varese
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| Well, she can keep my lies hidden under her head
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| I don’t think a lot as I’m rushing around
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| I could call you up and see you in town
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| All the paper cards and you sit down and lie
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| Tell me it’s enough when you’re pulling the door
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| I never thought that I could be so wrong
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| Boy, I keep hoping that they’re working on
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| We’re always thinking, I don’t see the train
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| You know that I’m running right, if you ever let me shine
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| I never struggled to be on my own
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| Oh, I still wonder if I let you go
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| The disappointment that is on my feet
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| You know what it means to me
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| We can keep on endlessly
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| You weren’t the best one to care
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| Then, you’d do more than collide
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| Everything here is the river, man,
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| don’t you hear it under the slaughter?
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| I never struggled to be on my own
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| Don’t wonder that I let you go
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| The disappointment that was plain to see
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| That was what it meant to me, when you shook me in my sleep
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| I never thought that I could be so wrong
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| Boy, I keep hoping that they’re working on
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| We’re always thinking, I don’t see the train
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| You know that I’m running right, if you ever let me try
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| I never struggled to be on my own
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| Oh, it’s no wonder if I let you go
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| The disappointment that is on my feet
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| You know what it means to me
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| We can keep on endlessly |