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Searching for words, embracing their meaning |
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Starving for hurt, erasing your feelings |
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Replacing comfort with a false sense of sacrifice |
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Awaiting your turn for a guarantee to roll the dice |
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Why can't you fake me a reason, why? |
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You choose to blame me for all the times you hide |
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You can't mistake me for the enemy tonight |
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How does it feel, what does it mean to you? |
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Your heart is real, it isn't bulletproof |
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You can't conceal all of the things you do |
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On your way down |
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Harboring thoughts of doubt and confusion |
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Fearing what's lost, a selfless conclusion |
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You're awaiting the fall, creating your own appetite |
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You're saving it all, you'll do anything to win the fight |
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Why can't you fake me a reason, why? |
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You choose to blame me for all the times you hide |
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You can't mistake me for the enemy tonight |
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How does it feel, what does it mean to you? |
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Your heart is real, it isn't bulletproof |
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You can't conceal all of the things you do |
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On your way down |
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Why can't you fake me a reason, why? |
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You choose to blame me for all the times you hide |
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You can't mistake me for the enemy tonight |
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How does it feel, what does it mean to you? |
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Your heart is real, it isn't bulletproof |
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You can't conceal all of the things you do |
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On your way down |
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How does it feel, what does it mean to you? |
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Your heart is real, it isn't bulletproof |
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You can't conceal all of the things you do |
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On your way down |
