| Here we go again, it’s like you’re
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| Calling all the shots before I shoot them
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| And I hate that
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| Every time I turn my back I wonder what you’ll
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| Say to make me sound like someone different
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| It’s not worth it anymore
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| We’ve been picking up the pieces, leaving all the dust behind
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| Sick of all the pressure, you’re just wasting time
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| And I don’t ever wanna know what it feels like
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| To be a shadow of myself
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| And I don’t ever wanna come back down from this feeling
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| What makes you think that you know what’s better for me?
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| And I don’t think you wanna see what’s underneath
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| Your made up version of me
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| There you go again believing that the truth is what you’re reading
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| Talk some shit I haven’t heard before
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| If you’ve got something to say
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| Don’t wanna talk about it
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| If you need someone to blame
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| Go on and cry about it
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| I measure life in minutes
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| But these critics think they’ve got me figured out
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| We’ve been picking up the pieces, leaving all the dust behind
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| (We left what wasn’t ours behind)
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| Sick of all the pressure, you’re just wasting time
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| And I don’t ever wanna know what it feels like
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| To be a shadow of myself
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| And I don’t ever wanna come back down from this feeling
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| What makes you think that you know what’s better for me?
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| And I don’t think you wanna see what’s underneath
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| Your made up version of me
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| I’ve lost the strength to keep my grip on the reality
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| That every thought from day to day is fading from my memory
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| But I will never let this grow out of my control
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| And watch your step so you don’t
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| Fall into this hole you dug alone
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| This hole you dug alone
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| And I don’t ever wanna know what it feels like
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| To be a shadow of myself
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| And I don’t ever wanna come back down from this feeling
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| What makes you think that you know what’s better for me?
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| And I don’t think you wanna see what’s underneath
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| Your made up version of me
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| Your made up version of me, me |