You Know The Drill 411

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So I'll bite my tongue and let your words cut through me,
Shift the blame at every opportunity
No Matter how hard I throw it always seems to be
That both your shoulders are cold, guess there's no remedy
I'll keep my head down, Make sure to stay with myself
My doors are sealed shut
Your pictures down on my shelf
Cause I hate all the lies and there's a reason
Yeah I sell but you buy, your word is treason
I guess I'll bide my time, Step back and fall in line
Count all the ceiling tiles
Won't get the best of me yet
And I know that its hard I'm left out in the dark
But still I won't let you get the best of me yet
And all the writings written on the floor
Tell me we've been here before, and we'll do this again
And if we don't stop soon, you'll be chasing a ghost
Just know you're never around when I need you the most.
And I'm so sick and tired of pacing the floor in this place
I'm so sick and tired of pacing the floor in this place (I'm so sick)
I'll keep my head down, Make sure to stay with myself
My doors are sealed shut, Your picture's down on my shelf.

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