| As all my secrets start to show
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| Spouting reasons not to go, my mouth goes cold
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| You’ve seen my lies and shame exposed
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| But I know you know that what we got’s no joke
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| Through all the mud and shit and parasitic cysts
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| Through all the fingertips, scrat-scratching at my wrists
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| Through all the devils in disguise
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| I think I can see a little truth in your eyes
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| As my secrets start to show
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| My crippled mouth goes cold, cold, cold, cold, cold
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| And now you’re running away
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| Bring it back, bring it back, bring it back, don’t wander
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| Still my mouth, still my mouth goes cold
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| As all my secrets start to show
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| Spouting reasons not to go, my mouth goes cold
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| You’ve seen my lies and shame exposed
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| But I know you know that what we got’s no joke
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| Through all the fear and doubt, two-faced anxiety
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| Through all the chemicals bouncing inside my brain
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| Through all my weakness in disguise
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| I think I can see a little truth in your eyes
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| We never saw this coming
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| But I know we’ll keep from drowning
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| What we got ain’t close to nothing
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| I know we got this, know we got this
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| When all your doubts surround you
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| I’ll keep us both from drowning
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| Ain’t no two-ways about it
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| I know we got this, know we got this
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| As all my secrets start to show
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| Spouting reasons not to go, my mouth goes cold
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| You’ve seen my lies and shame exposed
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| But I know you know that what we got’s no joke
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| (My mouth goes cold)
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| But I know you know that what we got’s no joke |