| The both of us are broken
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| It’s why we fit together so well
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| Lacking purpose
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| We both know that life is so damn sad sometimes
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| Sad sometimes
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| And the papers keep bringing
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| Bars, bedrooms, and basements
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| Remember to forget
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| Close the door and leave me in here
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| It’s all the things you wanted
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| I don’t know if you got them
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| Close the door and leave me in cause I don’t want to hear it
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| The papers bring bad news of wars still waging
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| The joy still fading
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| The cries grow louder every day
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| The passion died and went away
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| We’re not ignoring it
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| We need to forget for a bit
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| For a bit
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| Bars, bedrooms, and basements
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| Remember to forget
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| Close the door and leave me in here
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| It’s all the things you wanted
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| I don’t know if you got them
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| Close the door on your way out
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| There’s a hole in the universe
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| And it’s growing, and it’s growing
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| This world has whittled us down
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| You know it, so we’ll seek shelter in
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| Bars, bedrooms, and basements
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| Remember to forget
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| Close the door and leave me in here
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| It’s all the things you wanted
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| I don’t know if you got them
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| Close the door on your way out
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| Cause I was hoping the times were changing
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| I heard it in a song
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| If you imagine something beautiful, it’ll come to pass
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| Well, I’ll be trying as hard as I can
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| As hard as I can |