Yesterdays were all the same
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Independent, where were you
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Nothing's changed, it's not a phase
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Or two
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Lakeside playing down on the docks, like a painting, skipping rocks
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Killing time, awaiting nothing to be found
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No one to see, no one to believe in me
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Like a suspect walking free, anxiety is filling me I'm through
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So where the fuck were you?
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You said you'd work to make things right
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You said that I wont have to worry
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you said you'd stay with me, honestly
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Now I know your words don't mean a thing
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Killing time, awaiting, nothing to be found
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Nowhere to be, nothing to instill in me
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That I'm a part of humanity, the irony is splitting me in 2
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It's not my fault, that it is here I stand
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It's not your fault, that it is here I stand
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Words Don't Mean A Thing
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| Taproot |
