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We say the same thing

Don’t know what’s coming next

Rushing to the same page

Bleeding paper cuts

Nothing feels the same

We get high to feel the buzz

Another daydream

We end up fading

I gave you everything

Now its a nightmare

Always in the dark

(Going) Everyday

Interface

Pouring rain

On my face

Biting on your tongue

Like you got something you won’t say huh

Holding on your breathe

Until you call me on the Pay phone

Crash

Moving fast

Ain’t gonna last

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