Here we go again,
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It's like you're calling all the shots before I shoot them
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and I hate that.
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Every time I turn my back I wonder what you'll
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say to make me sound like someone different
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It's not worth it anymore!
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We've been picking up the pieces
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Leaving all the dust behind.
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Sick of all the pressure
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you're just wasting time
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And I don't ever wanna know what it feels like
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to be a shadow of myself
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and I don't ever wanna come back down from this feeling
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What makes you think that you know what's better for me
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And I don't think you wanna see what's underneath
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your made up version of me
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There you go again believing
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that the truth is what you're reading
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Talk some shit I haven't heard before.
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If you've got something to say
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Don't wanna talk about it
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If you need someone to blame
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Don't wanna cry about it
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I measure life in minutes but these critics think they've got me figured out
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We've been picking up the pieces
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Leaving all the dust behind.
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Sick of all the pressure
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you're just wasting time
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And I don't ever wanna know what it feels like
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to be a shadow of myself
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and I don't ever wanna come back down from this feeling
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What makes you think that you know what's better for me
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And I don't think you wanna see what's underneath
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your made up version of me
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I lost the strength to keep my grip on the reality that
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everything from day to day is
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Fading from my memory but I'll
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never let this grow
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out of my control and watch your steps so
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you don't fall into this hole you've dug alone
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this hole you've dug alone
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And I don't ever wanna know what it feels like
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to be a shadow of myself
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and I don't ever wanna come back down from this feeling
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What makes you think that you know what's better for me
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And I don't think you wanna see what's underneath
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your made up version of me
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your made up version of me
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Rumor Mill
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We Are The In Crowd |