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I wanna be the person you can talk to |
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But talking's not the easy thing to do |
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Our lives are full of so many distractions, inactions |
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How on earth could we be bored when there's so much to do |
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I wanna see your insides on the out |
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I wanna know the things you think about |
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Like what you've been through |
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What you plan to do |
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We all got scars, so tell me who you really are |
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Many thoughts that we let go unspoken |
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The silence we created needs to be broken |
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The pain feels like your bleeding from the inside out |
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There's no doubt, it's time to take the bandage off |
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And tear your sutures out |
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I'm your registrar, so tell me who you really are |
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We all got scars, so tell me who you really are |