Something always gives
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It's the matter of the time you waste
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And here I am out of your focus
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it comes down to you
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The direction that you choose
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The choices in our lives
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And you choose to live in spite
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Far away from mine
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choose a hundred possessions you're thankful to own
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and those who atone
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discount all but one
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It stands to reason and I can't be by myself
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It makes no difference what I have
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I'm by myself
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Intrinsic to your world
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the benefit of doubt
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Check your messages
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through some trivial discord
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the code of silence rings
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and i can't recall the why or when, all i remember
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is now we aren't speaking
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It stands to reason and I can't be by myself
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It makes no difference who I am
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It stands to reason and it's better left undone.
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It makes no difference what I have
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I'm by myself, by myself, by myself
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and you won't call me now
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The F World
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| Bad Astronaut |
