| I get so deep in my own head
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| An endless pit in my own bed
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| But then you pull me out again
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| Say, drama queen, this ain’t the end
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| I fill up with these made-up fears
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| I drown myself in made-up tears
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| You say that this is ending here
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| I hold you and I disappear, yeah
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| I disappear, yeah
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| You say, Would I lie to you?
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| Would I lie to you?
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| You say come here, my koala
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| Let me hold you like I oughta
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| I say, I’m a wreck
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| I’m a fucking mess
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| You say come here, my koala
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| Let me hold you like I oughta
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| Some nights feel like a heavy load
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| A ticking clock and I explode
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| The words get caught up in my throat
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| You give me space, but keep me close
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| Sometimes the voices get so loud
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| So loud, like six feet underground
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| I wake up on the battleground
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| Scared that I won’t make it out
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| God, what if no one remembers we’re here
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| Bones turned to dust as a last souvenir
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| And I can’t sleep straight through the night
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| You say, Would I lie to you?
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| Would I lie to you?
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| You say come here, my koala
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| Let me hold you like I oughta
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| I say, I’m a wreck
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| I’m a fucking mess
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| You say come here, my koala
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| Let me hold you like I oughta
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| Eh, eh, eh, e-e-eh
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| Eh, eh, eh, e-e-eh
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| Eh, eh, eh, oh-oh
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| Eh, eh, eh, e-e-eh
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| Eh, eh, eh, e-e-eh
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| Eh, eh, eh, oh-oh
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| I disappear, yeah
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| I disappear
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| You say, Would I lie to you?
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| Would I lie to you?
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| You say come here, my koala
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| Let me hold you like I oughta
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| I say, I’m a wreck
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| I’m a fucking mess
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| You say come here, my koala
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| Let me hold you like I oughta
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| Would I lie to you?
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| Would I lie to you?
|
| You say come here, my koala
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| Let me hold you like I oughta
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| I say, I’m a wreck
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| I’m a fucking mess
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| You say come here, my koala
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| Let me hold you like I oughta |