| Still stuck in my weather
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| Get lost here whenever
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| Still stuck in my weather
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| And you’re just passing by
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| I’m not out of touch with myself
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| I’m keeping it all in for your health
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| Yeah I need more than self-medicine
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| (I need more than self-medicine)
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| And I could never ask you to tell
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| Whether I had flown or I fell
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| Keeping up with me gets boring
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| And I would rather just ignore it
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| Can’t smell the roses when they wilt in my hands
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| I shed all my skin that’s dead and gone, my old regrets
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| I’m stuck in my weather while you’re passing by
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| Still stuck in my weather
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| Get lost here whenever
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| Still stuck in my weather
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| And you’re just passing by
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| Tell me to the walls of your head
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| And I’ll be staying in if it helps
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| We need more than self-reflection
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| (We need more than self-reflection)
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| Have you been doing fine on your own?
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| We could carry each other home
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| Cause grinding teeth alone gets haunting
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| Can’t smell the roses when they wilt in my hands
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| I shed all my skin that’s dead and gone, my old regrets
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| I’m stuck in my weather while you’re passing by
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| Get lost here whenever if I close my eyes
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| I’m not out of touch with myself
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| I’m keeping it all in for your health
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| And I just need more than self-medicine
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| We need more than self-reflection
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| (Can't smell the roses when they wilt in my hands
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| I shed all my skin that’s dead and gone, my old regrets)
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| Can’t smell the roses when they wilt in my hands
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| I shed all my skin that’s dead and gone, my old regrets
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| Still stuck in my weather
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| Get lost here whenever
|
| Still stuck in my weather
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| And you’re just passing by
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| Still stuck in my weather
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| Get lost here whenever
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| Still stuck in my weather
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| And you’re just passing by |