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Boredom always lurks within strange places |
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But still I find a way to feed my mind |
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The worlds collide beyond those spaces |
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I'm never sure of what goes on inside |
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If I apologize for every crutch I've used |
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I guess I never would have walked inside those shoes |
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Be hold the world that I've been shaping |
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I never said that I'd belong |
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In other words have I been flaking |
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Don't you know what I would have done |
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If I apologize for every crutch I've used |
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I guess I never would have worked inside those shoes |
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So let me down, down, down, let it bubble all around me |
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Always something else to do, let me down, down, down |
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Let the shallowness surround me, let me drown in it |
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From the tint of my eyes I can see the world |
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Spinning like a girl never satisfied |
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And though it's plain to see, you don't exist for me |
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Don't believe every word that they say |
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So let me down, down, down, let it bubble all around me |
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Always something else to prove, let me down, down, down |
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Let the shallowness surround me, let me drown in it |
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A part of my mind never wonders still |
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Why it's close at hand? It's never out of sight |
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And though it's part of me, you're never going to see |
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Don't believe every word that they say |
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Don't believe every word that they say |
