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Why? |
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You change yourself |
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Into something different for no one |
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Else's but the whole world's expectations. |
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You dug yourself |
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Real deep this time |
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So lose the shovel |
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You dug yourself |
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Real deep this time |
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So listen here. |
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Lean on this crutch |
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Or be trampled. |
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This filthy world |
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Is what we are left with. |
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Try turning this around. |
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I just look back |
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At the filthy world |
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And I bow down |
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Cry out. |
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Love is reflection |
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Painted deep |
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Drowning in your own |
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Self-reflections. |
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Drowning in your own |
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Disconnected reflections. |
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We're all torn from this |
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Disconnected reflections. |
