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Monica Lorraine Tartaglia
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Benjamin Rogers
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Ricky Andreas Villegas
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Lyrics
Hide away from the cold
Wear me out but call me home
Pulling me through the cracks
My head in your hands
I will follow you
I was just stuck under your thumb
And in the clarity, it stings a lot like hindsight
Play it all in vain and wonder
How did we slowly descend?
You got into my head
I thought that I'd know better
Some may say it is the tide mind
Pulling in what pushes back, defined
Am I awake or am I asleep?
Am I awake or am I asleep, or am I
Am I awake or am I asleep, or am I
And in the clarity, it stings a lot like hindsight
Play it all in vain and wonder
How did we slowly descend?
You got into my head
I thought that I'd know better
Stings a lot like hindsight
Play it all in vain and so that
I would be taking the blame
You put me in my place
I thought that I'd know better
I thought that I'd know better
And if you think I should smile
Well there's a change of pace
I only wear a mask
When I'm off my face
Come and face me
Fuck your reality
Come and face me
Fuck your mortality
Now that I know better
And in the clarity, it stings a lot like hindsight
Play it all in vain and wonder
How did we slowly descend?
You got into my head
I thought that I'd know better
Writer(s): Monica Tartaglia
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