| I can’t help but press you for some honesty
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| The lust for composure has awoken me
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| From grinding my teeth against my head again
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| We’re losing all sight to the days
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| When all of our patience gives
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| I plead, absolve the weight that costs create in stealth
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| Because you can’t lose love when it all pans out
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| It doesn’t change a thing
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| No, it doesn’t change a thing
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| Doesn’t change a thing
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| All the false acclaims of the heights you’d reach
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| Write them all off to the faults in me
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| You’re just a stranger
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| You know nothing
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| You’re just a stranger
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| You know nothing
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| I can’t help but guess that you’re appalled to see
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| That I won’t comply to an apology
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| Bring me your debts and feel the depth of imperfection
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| Lessons learned but not forgiven
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| Recall the taste you lost inside my mouth
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| You know I can’t solve your problems so this all pans out
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| It’ll never change a thing
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| It’ll never change a thing
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| All the false acclaims of the heights you’d reach
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| Write them all off to the faults in me
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| You’re just a stranger
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| You know nothing
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| You’re just a stranger
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| You know nothing
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| Is it my indifference or do you look that much different?
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| Is it my indifference or do you look that much different?
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| Is it my indifference or do you look that much different?
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| Is it my indifference or do you look that much different?
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| All the thoughts I fought to fray
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| (Is it my indifference or do you look that much different?)
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| Have gone to songs meant to relate
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| (Is it my indifference or do you look that much different?)
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| So sing along to find your place
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| (Is it my indifference or do you look that much different?)
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| You’re in the room but where’s your face?
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| Is it my indifference or do you look that much different?
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| All the false acclaims of the heights you’d reach
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| Write them all off to the faults in me
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| You’re just a stranger
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| You know nothing
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| You’re just a stranger
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| You know nothing |