I really need to talk with you
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I keep stepping on the vein
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That keeps my lifeline flowing thru
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I wanna be your perfect stick of glue
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But I don¡¯t feel perfect at all
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Sad and insecure flaw
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I find it hard to hold conversations
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I get sweaty sick and I wanna walk away
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Its not you its strictly me in this situation
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But, I¡¯m wondering will it ever go away¡¦just go away, still...
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Sometimes I feel like weeping
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awake and when I¡¯m sleeping
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perfecting how to put a game face on
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This puzzle I¡¯ve been keeping
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has been in hiding creeping out the closet door
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spilling out onto the floor
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How long will I be picking up pieces?
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How long will I be picking up my heart?
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Listen, I¡¯ll be as honest as I feel
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I feel like I¡¯m getting more paranoid and I¡¯m hearing things
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And they never turn out real
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It feels like my heart is made of pure steel
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It¡¯s just so heavy all the time
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I¡¯m scared of death
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And I¡¯m scared of living
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I gave up on the past cause it¡¯s unforgiving
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I misplaced my trust
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I watched my word begin to rust
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I¡¯m a balloon about to bust
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I need a place for reliving. Still...
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Sometimes I feel like weeping
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awake and when I¡¯m sleeping
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perfecting how to put a game face on
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this puzzle I¡¯ve been keeping
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has been in hiding creeping out the closet door
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spilling out onto the floor
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How long will I be picking up pieces?
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How long will I be picking up my heart? (repeat x 7)
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How long (in another space and time)
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Keep picking up pieces in the corner of my mind
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How long (its getting oh so hard to find)
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Keep picking up pieces in the corner of my mind
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But I still walk on
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Picking Up Pieces
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| Blue October |
