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Your foreshadowing failure, i see it on your face |
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you're playing with fire, burning everything. |
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with a riot on the inside, how do you sleep at night? |
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i'm tired of holding on so tight |
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if i could only find a way |
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to save you from all your mistakes |
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numbed by my inability |
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to change your angle |
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the walls are enclosing, running low on room to breathe |
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you've been playing with fire from the cradle to the grave |
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you're out of control, it's hard to keep you in my sights |
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don't follow my footsteps learn to live your life |
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if i could only find a way |
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to save you from all your mistakes |
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numbed by my inability |
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to change your angle |
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floored by the speed of time and you won't reason |
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it's not a question it's a simple equation |
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now you're burning the candle at both ends |
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it's never to late to call on a friend |
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i can tell by the look in your eyes that you're old enough, |
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smart enough to live your own life. |
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but i'm thinking about you all the time |
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i'd say the only shocking thing |
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is the ease with which you make mistakes |
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numbed by my inability |
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to change your angle |
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you're too hard to handle |
