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In the wake of all this |
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I see it in a different light |
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Oh can't you feel they're stellar |
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People trying to reach out |
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And rip your heart out |
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Is this how |
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You wanted it to be |
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Then why can't you see |
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It's buried deep |
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Now everything around me |
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Is slowly starting to disintergrate |
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All my nails bitten down |
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Then you polaroids are |
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Black nails and memories lost |
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Oh can't you feel they're staring |
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You up and down |
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Rats they always run |
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Away from the scene |
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Is this how you wanted it to be |
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Then you can't see |
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It belongs to me |