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If they mean nothing let them go |
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I can't remember what it feels like on my own |
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I say nothing to prove they have capacity to |
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Love anything but themselves |
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But I believe in dinosaurs because I've seen their bones |
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Keep digging for the skulls of good intentions and a selfless corpse |
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That reeks of honest efforts to make things work |
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Lost forever are our former selves |
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Can you show me proof they ever lived |
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Or are they tainted memories of a wishful mind |
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That's looking for a reason to forgive |
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If they mean nothing let them go |
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Are those hands around the shoulders or the throat |
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Or maybe a bit of both |
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Try not to cringe at the applause of the opposition |
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Your twice the fool and half the liar and they're on to you |
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I say nothing to prove they have capacity to |
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Love anything but themselves |
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Lost forever are our former selves |
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Can you show me proof they ever lived |
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Or are they tainted memories of a wishful mind |
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That's looking for a reason to forgive |
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And I keep digging a search for peace |
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It's just a shell with nothing underneath |
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But I believe in dinosaurs because I've seen their bones |
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So maybe buried evidence will tell me what I've always known |
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If they mean nothing let them go |
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Between the good and bad I'm stuck with what I know |
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Lost forever are our former selves |
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Can you show me proof they ever lived |
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Or are they tainted memories of a wishful mind |
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That's looking for a reason to forgive |
