| These half-truths you’re telling me
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| Won’t bring me to my knees
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| Scraped up and bruised
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| From your fickleness I plead
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| Just let me feel some ease
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| From creatures of your greed
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| Just let me feel some ease for me
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| I’m not so glad I met you
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| It makes me want to go away
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| Until you think it’s over
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| I touch yeah yeah yeah
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| Where do we go from here?
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| You know I’m not the only one
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| Where do we go from here?
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| You know I’m not your only son
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| Where do we go from here?
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| Stop dreaming 'bout the shiny gun
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| Where do we go from here?
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| No, I’m not the only one
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| These broken dreams are screams to me
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| The difference I can’t see
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| The way you look and talk to me
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| You’re cursing me I freeze
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| The combination of lost control
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| The loss of soul, I wheeze
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| Just give some ease to me
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| Where do we go from here?
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| You know I’m not the guilty one
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| Where do we go from here?
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| You know I’m not your only son
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| Where do we go from here?
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| Stop dreaming 'bout the shiny gun
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| Where do we go from here?
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| No, I’m not the only one
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| SHIT!
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| I touch, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Where do we go from here?
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| (Where do we go from here?)
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| Where do we go from here?
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| (Where do we go from here?)
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| Where do we go?
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| Yeah |