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You don¡¯t know how you move me
Deconstruct me
And consume me
I¡¯m all used up
I¡¯m out of luck
I am starstruck
By something in your eyes that is keeping my hope alive

But I¡¯m sick of myself when I look at you
Something is beautiful and true
In a world that¡¯s ugly and a lie
It¡¯s hard to even want to try
And I¡¯m beginning to think baby you don¡¯t know

I¡¯ll take or leave
The room to breathe
The choice to leave you
I¡¯ll throw away
A chance at greatness
Just to make this
Dream come into play, I don¡¯t know if I¡¯ll find a way

¡¯cause I¡¯m sick of myself when I look at you
Something is beautiful and true
In a world that¡¯s ugly and a lie
It¡¯s hard to even want to try
And I¡¯m beginning to think baby you don¡¯t know
I¡¯m beginning to think baby you don¡¯t know

There¡¯s something in your eyes that is keeping my hope alive
But I¡¯m sick of myself when I look at you
Something is beautiful and true
In a world that¡¯s ugly and a lie
It¡¯s hard to even want to try
And I¡¯m beginning to think baby you don¡¯t know
I¡¯m beginning to think baby you don¡¯t know

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Sick of Myself
Bowling for Soup



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