| Just got the mirror on the way out
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| Don’t recognize myself anymore now
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| Been running in circles and I can’t get out
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| The less I know the better it rings loud
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| Just when you wanna fast forward
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| You know it’s gonna hurt some more
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| When you feel the fire is gone
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| I’ll pour some gasoline on
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| I, I, I’ll pour some gasoline on
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| I, I, I’ll pour some gasoline on
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| And I might be down but I’m not fucking out
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| 'Cause I need more hours to turn this one around
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| I scratched the surface yesterday, I
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| I know how this one will play out
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| Let me start you before you start
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| You played yours, I played my part
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| Both cut from the same cloth
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| Just when you wanna fast forward
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| You know it’s gonna hurt some more
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| When you feel the fire is gone
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| I’ll pour some gasoline on
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| I, I, I’ll pour some gasoline on
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| I, I, I’ll pour some gasoline on
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| And I might be down but I’m not fucking out
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| 'Cause I need more hours to turn this one around
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| I, I, I, I
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| I know you miss the old days, the old days are gone
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| Everything you’ve got isn’t what you want
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| I know you miss the old days, the old days are gone
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| Everything you’ve got isn’t what you want
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| When you wanna fast forward
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| You know it’s gonna hurt some more
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| When you feel the fire is gone
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| I’ll pour some gasoline on
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| I, I, I’ll pour some gasoline on
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| I, I, I’ll pour some gasoline on
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| And I might be down but I’m not fucking out
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| 'Cause I need more hours to turn this one around
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| I, I, I, I |