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Where did you think I would go?

Got sick of your I told you so’s

Got sick of you coming to shows

Got sick of you hitting hitting me low. (?)

Thought you, my friend

But now we’re something after

The truth, it bends, forgets the outer chapter

So where’s the real thing now?

Only (?)

So where’s the real thing now?

We want what’s lost to be found

She’s a (?) antique of disaster

So many she’s with money as your master

So many she’s too much personal chapter

(?) please let’s leave room for the casket

So where’s the real thing now?

Only (?)

So where’s the real thing now?

We want to hear a new sound

So many, of them, I’m drowned in their laughter

Want to (?) but it keeps moving faster

I want to take a look behind the mask

To see what’s behind (?)

How can it be okay when depressed?

To take the hurt out on that all possessed?

So where’s the real thing now?

So where’s the real thing now?

So where’s the real thing now?

Only (?)

So where’s the real thing now?

We want what’s lost to be found

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