well i don't know what to say
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because there's truth to what you say
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i know it kills you i'm this way
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there's something different every day
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[chorus]
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could it be that i never had the chance to grow inside?
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Could it be that my habit is to find a place to hide?
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could it be that sometimes i say things just to disagree?
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could it be that i'm only being me?
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not easy living in my mind
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a little peace is hard to find
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my every thought is undermined
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by all the history inside
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[chorus]
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[bridge]
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i know i hear the words you said
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over and over again
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i just can't get them through my head
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there's just too many voices
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must be like living with the dead
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waiting for me to begin
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to do the things i have said
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and for this i'm sorry
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so there's some truth to what you say
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[chorus]
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Could It Be
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| Staind |
