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I'd like to tell you all my bad ideas |
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I hang them with the good to dilute the awful truth |
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I've been asleep for nearly fifteen years |
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All dreams I've never had outweigh the life I'm not yet living |
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I've felt along the walls of here and there |
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But nothing ever seemed quite right |
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So I kissed off into the night |
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There was a thought, there was a bleeding thread |
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But nothing ever lasts that long within the confines of my head |
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I'm here to tell I'm not okay |
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And all those things you can never say out loud |
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I want to tell you there was no one that I ever believed in more than you |
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I want to know if there was anyone you ever believed in more than me |
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I've terrorized the seas of way back when |
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This little heart of mine has drunk its weight in blood red wine |
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A little lost, a little out of time |
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But as the years begin to creep, I have to hope that I'll be fine |
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I'm here to tell I'm not okay |
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And all those things I could never say out loud |
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I want to tell you there was no one that I ever believed in more than you |
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I want to know if there was anyone you ever believed in more than me |
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I'm here to tell I'm not okay |
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And all those things I can never say out loud |
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I'm here to tell I'm not okay |
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And all those other things |
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I'd like to tell you all my bad ideas |
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I hang them with the good to dilute the awful truth |
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I want to tell you there was no one that I ever believed in more than you |
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I want to know if there was anyone you ever believed in more than me |
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I want to tell you there was no one that I ever believed in more than you |
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I want to know if there was anyone you ever believed in more than me |
