What started out as a secret,
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Turns into an addiction,
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To cover for it all.
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The doctor said it's mental,
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And there's nothing we can do,
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But tell her that she's beautiful, in every way.
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[CHORUS:]
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I can see that the best surrounds you,
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The best defines you,
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And we all know it's true,
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You're sick, and you're starting to look thin,
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I wanna scream, but I'll never make a sound.
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I can see that the best surrounds you,
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The best defines you,
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And we all know it's true,
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You're sick, and I'm starting to think twice,
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But I don't know if I'll ever make a sound.
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The food could not stay long enough,
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To settle in those veins,
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It would come up through her neck,
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And leave her feeling thinned.
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The only medicine right for her waits on the kitchen table,
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But she never believed in medicine anyway.
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[CHORUS]
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There's some things I don't think they know,
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And I don't know if I want to know everything that you do.
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'Cause we have problems and we try to hide them,
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A killing silence that's eating its way through,
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We just can't wait.
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[CHORUS]
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You had a secret and you tried to hide it,
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We all denied it, what we all knew was true,
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'Cause you're sick, and you're starting to look thin,
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I should have screamed, but I never made a sound,
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I never made a sound,
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If I could take things back, I'd sing my lungs out,
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And try to make a sound.
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Sandcastles
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| Cash Cash |
