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Everytime you look around me |
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i can sense your eyes are seeking |
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what you think my life is dealing |
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what you think that i am feeling |
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picture perfect nothing hurts me |
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well i can tell you plastic kills me |
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you can size me up, you?ll fall undone |
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jealousy comes, then jealousy runs |
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hold onto your world |
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what?s left to regret about it |
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my baby |
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listens to the rising storm |
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and tells me |
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i?m about to take a fall |
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perception seems to lead the blind |
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so open up for fickle mind |
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you?re saying i?m the chosen one |
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you think, you think |
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as you load the the gun |
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fighting words, put up a front |
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you crumble as you slip the tongue |
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pre chorus + chorus |
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i feel it come |
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but i?ll take it on x2 |
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chorus |
