Yeah
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I'm on the verge of something good
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It's been up my sleeve this whole time, waiting
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Yeah
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I'm not the condescending type,
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I'm just a boy turned man completely overnight
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Now I
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I can't relate to your constant static
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Your lack of remorse is cause for panic
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No I can't relate, I never did
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The worst thing was when I let you in
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I let you in
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Yeah
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You might take a second look
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It's just a game we play
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And we all hesitate
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Yeah
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My Outlook isn't good
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But at least I can say I wake up happy
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Every day
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Every day
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I can't relate to your constant static
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Your lack of remorse is cause for panic
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No, I can't relay, I never did
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The worst thing was when I let you in
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I let you in
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No
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This is the bad translation of dictionarys I keep in my head,
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I live my life in cycles and rough sketches
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that I keep hidden and locked away
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I can't relate to your constant static
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Your lack of remorse is cause for panic
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No, I can't relay, I never did
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The worst thing was when I let you in
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I let you in
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Constant Static
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| New Found Glory |
