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Studying every reflection

Maybe I care too much

Been weighing whether it’s worth it

I think you’ve lost your touch

Hiding behind a stalwart modus

It’s so easy, it’s a routine stroke

You’ve been seeking salvation

In your counterfeit acclaim

—

What can I say?

I’ve got a flair for the dramatic

You’ve kept your dirt inside the attic

You’re such a slut! You’re an addict

You let the dream go, you had it!

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You’ve been ignoring the whispers

Can you ignore the screams?

Cuz’ every blasé verdict’s

Been clipping your wings

I don’t have an answer

You’ve got no reply

We’re not in this together

Still the world needs to see you cry

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In the weight

Of all you’ve known

You never spread your wings

And fly

O’ Never found

A wayward wind

The stars never align

For us

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Look over yourself

And look around

You’ve been a leech

All along

Forged by a

Dulling ember

But you’re still

Fanning the flames

Flames

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Cuz I’ve got a flair

How could you dare?

When there’s a song

In the air?

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