How, how are we off on a tangent again?
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Oh, we say what we say, and the poison is breaking our skin
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Blame, what's to blame? It's an argument no one can win
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'Cause at best we don't know, and it's wearing us thin
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And we stare at the sun, but we never see anything there
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Just a glare has become all that we'll ever see there
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And we stare at the sun, but we never see anything there
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All of nothing's become all that we'll ever see there
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Cards, we are cards in a wheel spun around on the truth
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Maybe we don't need to know any more than we have to
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And we stare at the sun, but we never see anything there
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Just a glare has become all that we'll ever see there
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And we stare at the sun, but we never see anything there
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All of nothing's become all that we'll ever see there
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The sky is always wondering, what are these arguments about?
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You'd think we would notice our eyes are burning out
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We should have learned by now
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And we stare at the sun but we never see anything there
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Just a glare has become all that we'll ever see there
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And we stare at the sun but we never see anything there
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All of nothing's become all that we'll ever see there
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It's all that we'll ever see there
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And we stare at the sun...
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Stare At The Sun
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Mutemath |