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Faith No More |
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The Real Thing |
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Falling To Pieces |
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Back and forth, I sway with the wind |
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Resolution slips away again |
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Right through my fingers, back into my heart |
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Where it's out of reach and it's in the dark |
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Sometimes I think I'm blind |
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Or I may be just paralyzed |
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Because the plot thickens every day |
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And the pieces of my puzzle keep crumblin' away |
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But I know, there's a picture beneath |
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Indecision clouds my vision |
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No one listens.... |
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Because I'm somewhere in between |
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My love and my agony |
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You see, I'm somewhere in between |
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My life is falling to pieces |
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Somebody put me together |
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Layin' face down on the ground |
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My fingers in my ears to block the sound |
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My eyes shut tight to avoid the sign |
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Anticipating the end, losing the will to fight |
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Droplets of "yes" and "no" |
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In an ocean of "maybe" |
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From the bottom, it looks like a steep incline |
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From the top, another downhill slope of mine |
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But I know, the equilibrium's there |
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Indecision clouds my vision |
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No one listens |
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Because I'm somewhere in between |
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My love and my agony |
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You see, I'm somewhere in between |
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My life is falling to pieces |
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Somebody put me together |
