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The writing on the wall |
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The words that |
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I can't read |
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Three years, is a long, long time |
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Your heart beats close to mine |
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There's no wrong or right |
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When it breaks |
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It breaks so miserably |
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I'm leaving constantly |
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You always said that "I feel dead, nothing left for me" |
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The writing on the wall |
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The words that |
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I can't read |
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I refuse to let this bury me |
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Three years, were the best of times |
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A time of sacrifice |
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There's no wrong or right |
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When it breaks |
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It breaks so miserably |
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My world got in the way |
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I've paid the price |
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The constant lies, opened up my eyes |
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The writing on the wall |
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The words that |
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I can't read |
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I refuse to let this bury me |
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The writing on the wall |
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The words that |
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I can't read |
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I think about you constantly |
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All the obstacles in my head now |
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I feel nothing, what was said |
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I hear nothing, and |
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I feel no pain |
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All the obstacles in my head |
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I look at life through |
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Black eyes now |
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My mind, it screams to slow down |
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I hit a wall every single day |
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My worst fears, staring back at me |
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When it breaks, it breaks so miserably |
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I'm leaving constantly |
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You always said "I feel dead, nothing left for me" |
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The writing on the wall |
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The words that |
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I can't read |
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I refuse to let this bury me |
