We were so caught up in being afraid
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We lost control and slipped away
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But was it worth lashing out?
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Did it comfort you with overwhelming doubt?
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Look at the mess we made
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I know its hard to not know answers
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But I know nobody does
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We took our chance/ made our beds
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Lets put it to rest before it kills us now
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Look at the mess we made
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Almost at the point of no return
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Is this the path we meant to take?
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Swallow your pride or say goodbye
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Apologies before its too late (now)
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Look at the mess made
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We're falling down
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There's no one else around
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To pick up the pieces
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And put us back where we belong
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Now's it up to me and you
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There's still a chance to start anew
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Who cares who was right or wrong
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If in the end we were so far gone?
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Look at the mess we made
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Mess We Made
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| The Methadones |
