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Breaking off a piece to big. |
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You've had it in from the beginning. |
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You couldn't handle what was created, and now you're stuck with no way out... |
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Looking for something not there, expecting something else. |
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To the surface it will rise. |
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Losing faith in myself, but there is so much more, so much left. |
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Positioned it, to the side- but it's not lost, it's just confined... |
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And to the surface it will rise, it's crawling back to haunt your mind. |
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It's a waste of time, wasted time. |
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No way out... |
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Past returns to take you right back to the surface. |