I've been doctoring a falling heart
Got it together 'til it comes apart
Can't you see it? I've been waiting too long.
And I've been living on short cut days;
I'll make 'em mine 'til they're famous graves
Can't you feel it? I've been falling too hard.
And my head keeps screaming to go.
If I keep moving on at this speed, think I'll find god before I'm thirty-three
But I'll need it to get a different view.
We keep making the same mistakes;
they do the talking, we don't have to say what we're feeling
Because it'd cut too close.
If it don't feel right, then it must be wrong.
I don't know.
I don't know.
I don't know.

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