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My lips are shakin', my nails are bit off |
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Been a month since I've heard myself talk |
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All the advances this life's got on me |
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Picture a cup in the middle of the sea |
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And I fight back in my mind |
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Never lets me be right, oh |
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I got memories, I got shit |
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So much it don't show |
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I walked the line |
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When you held me in that night |
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I walked the line |
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When you held my hand that night |
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An empty shell seems so easy to crack |
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Got all these questions, don't know who I could even ask |
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So I'll just lie alone and wait for the dream |
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Where I'm not ugly and you're lookin' at me |
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And I'll stay in a bed |
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Oh could've seen it |
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If just once, I could feel loved |
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Oh, stare back at me, yeah |
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But I walked the line |
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When you held me in that night |
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Oh, I walked the line |
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When you held my hand that night |
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Oh, I walked the line |
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When you held me close at night |
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I paid the price, never held you in real life |
