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I can't stand the sight of you |
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I can't stand what you put me through |
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You lie so light, but you hide |
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Is it debt to being you inside |
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I can't stand, oh, the thought of you |
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I can't stand all the things you do |
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What do you try to justify? |
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You were just too scared to be you inside |
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Let! |
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It all go |
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[I look] at you, all I see, |
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Is it meant to afraid to let it be? |
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I can't stand what you put me through |
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I can't stand even the thought of you |
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Your secret lies that you hide |
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Is it debt to being you inside? |
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You try so hard to be wanted |
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False emotions tells you fronted |
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I feel being a person relies on one thing: |
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Be yourself, let you come through |
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You're too afraid to really be |
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Someone who isn't false advertising cares to be |
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Be yourself, let you come through! |
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Fake! |
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And we with at you, we with it |