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You don't want to die |
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But the living gets you down |
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We want you to act like nothing's wrong |
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Even though you heard a sound |
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And then you're ripped right out of the ground |
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Like a fuckin' root |
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No you simply cannot hide |
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From the ugly truth |
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You feel you must be wise' |
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Cause you could find yourself |
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Among a sea of smiling faces |
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It's a way, |
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I've never felt |
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Yeah, it kinda flies right into my face |
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And out the other side |
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Oh, the ugly truth leaves nothing to decide |
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The ugly truth makes everyone of us a liar, ugly |
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If you can dig a big enough hole to bury all your youth |
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No, you still won't be prepared for the ugly truth |
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No, you'll never be prepared for the ugly truth |
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You simply cannot hide from the ugly truth, ugly |
