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Strange as it may seem |
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All this love is bothering |
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Consuming all my air like a vacuum |
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You're climbing up my back |
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Clawing away at your past |
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I'm blocking out the rays that have burned you |
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And nothing comes out right |
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You use me now |
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It's never easy to find out how |
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You have to use me |
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You use me now |
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So stop trying to fight all the time |
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And just use me |
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We're a wonderful machines |
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That scream at walls and overheat |
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Slowly coming to a halt on the freeway |
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Can you honestly explain |
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Why nothing ever seems to be |
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Good enough for you |
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Or bad enough for me? |
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And nothing comes out right |
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No nothing comes out |
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And we're moving on this evil song |
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In hopes to keep us stabilized |
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Because in your eyes is a place to hide |
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And terrorize the fear of losing |
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You use me now |
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It's never easy to find out how |
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You have to use me |
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You use me now |
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So stop trying to fight all the time |
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And just use me |
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So just use me, just use me |
