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I wonder why? |
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Why? Why? |
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Why? Why?Why? |
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Why? Why? |
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Why?If I had a dime for every time |
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You walked away |
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I could afford to not give a shit |
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And buy a drink and drown the day |
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But your pockets, they are empty, yeah |
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And mine are times two |
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So why not make an about face |
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And accept the love |
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I send to you? |
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You're never gonna be content if you don't try |
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Try to see outside your line |
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There you go, you did it again |
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You act as if there's blinders on your eyes |
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Should I apologize? |
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If what I say burns your ears and stains your eyes |
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Or did I crack your shell? |
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When it falls away, you'll see we exist as well |
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Like a bottle with the cork stuck |
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Your true ingredients trapped up inside |
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Through the cloudy glass we catch a glimpse of you |
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I guess the hard shell represents your pride |
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Oh, if only it could be different |
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We could uncover the you, you deny |
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Between two, a small discrepancy |
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One complicates and one simplifies |
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You're never gonna be content if you don't try |
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Try to see outside your line |
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There you go, you did it again |
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You act as if there's blinders on your eyes |
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Should I apologize? |
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If what I say burns your ears and stains your eyes |
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Or did I crack your shell? |
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When it falls away, you'll see we exist as well |
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There, there you go, there you, there you go |
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Looks, looks good |
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Take those fucking blinders off your eyes |
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So if I had a dime for every time |
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You walked away |
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You could bet your bottom dollar that |
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I'd be filthy rich by noon today |
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Should I apologize? |
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If what I say burns your ears and stains your eyes |
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Or did I crack your shell? |
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When it falls away, you'll see we exist as well |
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Should I apologize? |
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If what I say burns your ears and stains your eyes |
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Or did I crack your shell? |
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When it falls away, you'll see we exist as well |
