(Glen Phillips and Toad)
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There's almost nothing left
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You eat my kind for breakfast
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What did i expect
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To come here and find anyone?
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Find open arms to greet me
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And friends to feed me
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I sicken myself so much
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And you eat my kind for breakfast
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You eat my kind
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Whatever i fear the most is whatever i see before me
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Whenever i let my guard down, whatever i was ignoring
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Whatever i fear the most is whatever i see before me
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Whatever i have been given, whatever i have been
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Seeing myself this way
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I am a monster i believe
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And seeing is believing
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Is there no doubt left
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When i wake up i poison myself
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And poison leaves no appetite
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I sicken myself so much
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I sicken myself so
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Whatever i fear the most is whatever i see before me
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Whenever i let my guard down, whatever i was ignoring
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Whatever i fear the most is whatever i see before me
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Whatever i have been given, whatever i have been
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Did we expect these things to change
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By waking up and suddenly there they are
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And all i need's a starting place
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And nothing ever seemed so hard...
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Whatever i fear the most is whatever i see before me
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Whenever i let my guard down, whatever i was ignoring
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Whatever i fear the most is whatever i see before me
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Whatever i have been given, whatever i have been
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Whatever I Fear
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| Toad The Wet Sprocket |
