I don't know why you can't see,
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That this complete misery is self-inflicted
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All we can hope is someday you'll come to your senses - reconstruct this
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There are others in your midst,
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Who understand but need you first to be there
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I'm tired of this observation,
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And sick of this conversation,
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It's never ending
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This has to come to a stop for everyone's sake
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It's not too late
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It's not too late
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Through my eyes - seeing.
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Through my lungs - breathing.
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Through my heart - beating.
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Through your life, I know that you'll be there
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Someday I will stand,
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On the brink of emptiness,
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But I won't look away
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Because I know that you'll be there
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You Came Out Of The Closet Wearing A Silverstein Hoodie
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The Fullblast |