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Everything ends, at least that's what we hope for.
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Plagued by our past and we're doomed to repeat ourselves.
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Afraid of the thoughts that dance in revolutions, and circle the mind like a snare: Binding me, I'm just trying to feel something.
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Cold and stale, searching for warmth inside of every promise wasted.
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You wrap yourself around me, but I can only sense your presence.
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You're nothing but a carcass.
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I've never felt more alone than I did on those nights I spent watching you sleep.
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You're the furthest thing from me, and you've been there from the start.
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An empty shell, you're vacant and it scares me to death. One by one, I watched them leave me behind like living debris.
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Fortunately, I know that I'm not worth it.
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Because in my purest form, I was never good enough for anyone.
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Why did I think that this time it'd be different?
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I came bearing only the beat of my heart and the best of my intentions.
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I tried by hardest but I couldn't make you feel a fucking thing.
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Name Debris
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Artist Counterparts
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Album The Difference Between Hell and Home
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