Grasp and reach and fight and scrape,
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Nursery rhymes you can't escape.
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Spin and reel inside your brain,
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Licking wounds you can't explain.
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Tattered lips and pleading eyes,
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Sing their old familiar lies.
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Like, "things will ALWAYS be this way"
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and "you will NEVER hurt again"
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Everything you want to be is,
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Out of Reach, so goddamned empty.
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Stifling, you're struggling.
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What do you think is waiting for you?
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Out on the edge I can breathe,
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Fix what's shattering around me.
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One step back is much too late,
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Two steps back will seal your fate.
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The only step that's left to take
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Is the one you're too afraid to make.
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Everything you want to be is,
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Out of Reach, so goddamned empty.
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Stifling, you're struggling.
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What, do you think is waiting for you?
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Out on the edge, I can breathe
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Fix what's shattering around me
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Out Of Reach
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| Hate In The Box |
