Level-minded,
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I'm blinded by the promise of happiness if I can find it.
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"Fuck. Hold on."
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Maybe I have no heart
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'cause all I can remember was
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feeling so lost.
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You don't know how bad I
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wanna tell you everything, tell you everything.
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Level minded,
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I'm blinded by the promise of happiness if I can find it.
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Calling. Falling.
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The window's getting smaller, so I better quit stalling.
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I'd better quite stalling.
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Two bedroom apartment made of four walls.
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Some friends that come inside when the rain falls.
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And you don't know how bad I wanna tell you everything.
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Maybe it's all better left kept safe back in 210 B.
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Level minded,
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I'm blinded by the promise of happiness if I can find it.
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Calling, falling.
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The window's getting smaller, so I better quit stalling.
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Fake it
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and break it,
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take what's killing you head on
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and then you can erase it.
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Calling, falling down.
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Calling, falling down.
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210B
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| Man Overboard |
