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Every season feels the same |
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I'm sure you could agree |
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This day can bring reminders |
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Of the blackest memories |
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My pieces never seem to fit |
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Blood that's closest to me |
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Are more like vacant faces |
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Dolls with dead batteries |
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We're all broken |
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Like misfit toys |
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We rest in pieces begging for you |
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to make us one |
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If today is just about these |
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Pine trees and lights |
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I'll take a match and strike it |
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While my living room ignites |
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We're all broken |
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Like misfit toys |
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We rest in pieces begging for you |
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to make us one |
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So in the distance |
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All I see is bathed in snowy white |
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While we're stranded on this island |
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Under black stars tonight |
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Take one look |
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In my eyes and you'll know |
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Only when we're broken can we be restored |
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We're all broken |
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Like misfit toys |
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We're all broken |
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Like misfit toys |
