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Pain troubles me |
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Filled up it lives in here |
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Cold air I breathe |
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Full of mistakes |
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I've madeStay back |
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It's out of our hands |
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Try too hard |
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Try to understand |
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It's out of our hands |
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There's nothing to hide |
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We're helpless and this world is never changing |
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And all that we had is turning to gray |
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Crossed apathy |
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Crawled up, |
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I feel like hell |
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Forced fear it seems |
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Life has encompassed me |
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Stay backIt's out of our hands |
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Try too hard |
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Try to understand |
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It's out of our hands |
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There's nothing to hide |
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We're helpless and this world is never changing |
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And all that we had is turning to gray |
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I'm holdin' up these paper walls |
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And you keep tellin' us all, it's okay |
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You turn around, you turn around and say(You turn around, you turn around and say) |
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You turn around, you turn around and say(You turn around, you turn around and say) |
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You turn around, you turn around and say |
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You turn around, you turn around and say |
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Stay backIt's out of our hands |
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Try too hard |
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Try to understand |
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It's out of our hands |
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There's nothing to hide |
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We're helpless and this world is never changing |
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We've done all we can |
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So cover my eyes |
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We're blinded when this world is never changing |
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And all that we had is turning to gray |
