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Coming back after a long time gone. |
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I'm just another walking dead. |
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Deadlines tell me to write |
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and it feels so cold at home. |
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Everyone has learned to live without me |
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I'm feeling second place |
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This hole is right where it needs to be |
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It's not a static pace |
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It's just a little kink in the year... |
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This isn't what I expected always letting you down |
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I can't remember that wrong turn |
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Try not to feel it, cause I know I'm your mistake |
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Those excuses are hiding us. |
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I'm feeling second place |
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This hole is right where it needs to be |
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It's not a static pace |
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It's just a little kink, just a little kink |
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Don't bother askin' where I've been, |
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Or expect me to go back again |
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Those memories never were... |
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I'm feeling second place |
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This hole is right where it needs to be |
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It's not a static pace |
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Just a little kink, just a little kink |
