| I get lost for months and lost in conversations
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| I don’t feel too much I’m barely operating
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| Sometimes I will dream of observations
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| But a better mind would make it captivating
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| You’re in my mind, yeah yeah
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| But clearly something isn’t right
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| Baby, you could’ve with your time
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| You color me 'round
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| The haunted have no reasons
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| I broke through the silence
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| I let it right in my head
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| It tore right through my heart
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| It broke me into pieces and made me a part
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| I let it in my head
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| It tore right through my heart
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| I don’t know wher to start
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| I get lost for months and lost in conversations
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| I don’t feel too much I’m barely oprating
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| Sometimes I will dream of observations
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| But a better mind would make it captivating
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| And the sight of the moment
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| How to keep focus
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| All this ringing in my hear, oh
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| I just can’t hear
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| What ya saying to me
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| Baby make me believe
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| It’s hard to feel something
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| When all I hear is nothing
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| I let it right in my head
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| It tore right through my heart
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| It broke me into pieces and made me a part
|
| I let it in my head
|
| It tore right through my heart
|
| I don’t know where to start
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| I get lost for months and lost in conversations
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| I don’t feel too much I’m barely operating
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| Sometimes I will dream of observations
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| But a better mind would make it captivating |