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One of the things I never told you guys

How every summer barely made it out alive

How all the friends I had were in my head

Built an altar that surrounded my bed

And said, «set fire to me!»

But nothing happened to me Over the summer

Wings grow over and hover over me What kind of angel’d show their face around here?

I’m tired of being alone

But there’s not much of a choice around here

I’m good at being alone

But I’m tired of being alone

Suffer the bad days

Suffer the insecurities

Suffer the consequences

Of keeping your mouth shut

Suffer the consequences

Of not keeping your mouth shut

'Cause what I got left of my mind

That hasn’t been twisted or altered by outside stimuli

Tells me what’s right from wrong

And hopefully wakes me up in time before you’re gone

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