your search for patterns found me standing in line
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in avoiding compliance you fell into mine your good intentions are set aside
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build me up with promise broken down in time
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I'd hoped for the ideal but it was redirected
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through the new excuses the result is the same
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an exercise in patience is rewarded with indifference
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I haven't left my place no relief from this tired air
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but I'm always the one to apolagize now I've surrendered my pride
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and its left me feeling weak all signs say it's over and I have no control
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