Wanted to know what you're thinking.
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Say there's some hypothetical way to pretend its time that remains
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to rewind or start this again.
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Too much to hide, never saying what we mean,
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Always paint the shadowy scene making sure the list goes
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on and on and on...
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Wanted to know what you're thinkin'
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Wanted too much information you withhold.
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Wanted to know what you're thinkin'
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But there's always too much information.
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Pull the blinds and hide from the sun,
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Cause he'll never leave us alone till were exposed for what we've become.
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Bury the truth with a promise of a new one, A crusade for something truer
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Than this talk of how we'll never quite belong.
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Never belong. Never ever belong.
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Wanted to know what you're thinking.
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I Want every wall in the world to crumble and dissolve but there's always
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Too much information.
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Too Much Information
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| Over It |
