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I'm not sure what worries me more |
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the fact I keep talking to the wall |
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or that the wall keeps answering me. |
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Saying that I heard it all before. |
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Never under estimate how complicated a simple life can be. |
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You gotta keep it together. |
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You gotta keep it together. |
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You gotta keep it together. |
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So I can fall apart. |
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I know you've grown tired |
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of trying to feed me. |
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And I know by now my reputation proceeds me. |
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I know you've grown tired of trying to fix me. |
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And I know by now |
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my best years are no longer, no longer, with me. |
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You've gotta keep it together. |
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So i can fall apart. |