| Life feels like a lie, I need something to be true
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| Is there anybody out there?
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| Life feels like there’s something missing, maybe it’s you
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| Is there anybody out there?
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| I never fucked in a car, I was lying
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| I do it on my bed, lying down, not trying
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| Apathy for me is an issue, you see
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| I just talk about the things upsetting me
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| And I get somewhere, I don’t like it
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| Get somewhere, change my mind, eh
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| Get somewhere but don’t find it
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| I don’t find what I’m looking for
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| Yes, and if they catch you slippin'
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| Trippin' over you slippin', they’re not listening
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| They’re goin' over how they think you should be livin'
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| That’s life, kind of, maybe take some time off
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| You can’t even deny, love, setting it right
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| Because if nothing is revealed, everything denied
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| Learn about yourself before you talk it, they need to see you walk it
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| You don’t fuck with your poor fans, you meet the rich ones to expand your floor
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| plans
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| You can’t figure out a heart, you were lying
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| You’re doin' in my head with your non-stop trying
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| Never gettin' sleep and forgettin' to eat
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| I pretend that all these things agree with me
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| And I get somewhere, I don’t like it
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| Get somewhere, change my mind, eh
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| Get somewhere but don’t find it
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| I don’t find what I’m looking for
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| Life feels like a lie, I need something to be true
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| Is there anybody out there?
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| Life feels like there’s something missing, maybe it’s you
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| Is there anybody out there?
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| Life feels like a lie, I need something to be true
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| Is there anybody out there?
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| Life feels like there’s something missing, maybe it’s you
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| Is there anybody out there? |
| (Out there) |