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Skin against skin covering bone |
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On the body you're in, is aggressively slim |
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Yeah, you earned the clothes you put on it |
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Cover up where you've been |
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Leave those scars at home |
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Let them slide down the length |
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Of your spine, cross your knees |
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And down to your feet |
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They slow our momentum each time |
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You're reminded they're there... |
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You don't have to pretend to be an orphan anymore |
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You don't have to pretend to be important anymore |
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That brutal youth, exhumed and removed |
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Entombed in a box that's cached 'cross your room |
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It slows our momentum each time |
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I'm reminded that it's there |
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Your anxious tongue spills cautious words |
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Yeah, it's gotten so used to being misunderstood |
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You do your best to control it |
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Remind yourself that you care... |
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You don't have to pretend to be an orphan anymore |
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You don't have to pretend to be important anymore |
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Hey, sad savior |
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You don't have to pretend to be an orphan anymore"Oh, never, not ever again!" |
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Is what you swore the last time this happened"Never, not ever again!" |
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Are you gonna settle for those bastards?"Never not ever again!""Never! (Not ever, no!) No, never! (Not ever, no!)""Never not ever again!'Is what you swore...You don't have to pretend to be an orphan anymoreYou don't have to pretend to be important anymoreAnymore!So hey, sad saviorYou don't have to pretend to be an orphan(Don't have to be an orphan!)Not an orphan anymore(Not an orphan!) |
