This is the first scene of an act
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With my own hand stuck in my back
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Around here the puppet is the puppeteer
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And I was down for the proverbial count
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So what do you want from me?
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Another song about apathy?
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Heartbreak is a friend these days
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But I couldn't care less
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That's what I've been paid to say
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I am lost a lot, but you can't believe me
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And my stomach knots, but you can't see that
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Whoa, I can't find my way, Whoa, I can't find it
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Should I say something sensational now?
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This life comes with some doubts
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And now my life has become a circus
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In the center ring, I'm a crying clown
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It's a little too exciting on the trapeze
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When you swing with your eyes closed to the ground
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And pain can feel like a boomerang
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You close your eyes it comes back again
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Heartbreak is a trend these days
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I couldn't care less
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I've never been that trendy anyway
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I am lost a lot, but you can't believe me
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And my stomach knots, but you can't see that
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Whoa, I can't find my way, Whoa, I can't find it
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Should I say something sensational now?
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This life comes with some doubts
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We'll run along thinking everything is wrong
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Watch our lives from a bar
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Looking back is not so bad
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Realize what you've been missing
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Whoa, I can't find my way, Whoa, I can't find my way
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Whoa, I can't find my way, Whoa, I can't find my way
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Seeing Sound
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