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It's just the truth we're asking for |
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Your lame excuses we've heard 'em all before |
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What's standing here in front of me |
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Like a twisted version of a dream |
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Is someone I refuse to be |
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The self I can't accept to be |
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Eyes look like mine but they can't see, a gaping mouth refusing to speak |
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Eyes look like mine but they can't see, so blind so weak |
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Commitment always seems too hard |
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Love never blazed inside my heart |
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So I thought I'd try to be like you |
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So blind, so dull and so untrue |
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Eyes look like mine but they can't see, a gaping mouth refusing to speak |
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Eyes look like mine but they can't see, so blind so weak |
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Choking on words, fucked up by pride |
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No trace of shame, glimpse of despise |
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But water grinds its way through rock |
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And once I start I'll never stop |
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Choking on words, fucked up by pride |
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No trace of shame, glimpse of despise |
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As water grinds its way through rock |
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When I will start I'll never stop |
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Eyes look like mine but they can't see, a gaping mouth refusing to speak |
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Eyes look like mine but they can't see, so blind so weak |
