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You trained for the stare |
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And I left you to muddle through |
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And you held your breath |
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To whatever depth you choose |
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But if features could mislead issues |
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And toil away til the sun would set |
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But to teach you is all conceited |
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And it could forfeit the choice you made |
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Make for a better day |
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To dissolve into it |
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Tried to cushion if you fall |
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To take lightly what is |
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Seeming to be in the know |
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And lest you forget |
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How futile the wait has been |
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Chastised for gain |
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You forfeited the only thing |
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And i'm the one who knows |
