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We'll wait in line for most our lives
Get out, get in, get on with it
We always hurt the ones we never really loved
We always think we're all alone
We're always wrong
We're always wrong
The words we say take different shapes
We'll live and die with all the things we recognize
We'll count our sins, stop now, begin
We know the words are better left unspoken
When they'll be right in to tear the heads off of us
Oh, tear the heads off of us
Oh...
The words we say take different shapes
And you can only do so much
To try to get your point across
Oh, oh, oh
I'll live and I'll die with all the things I recognize
I'll count my sins, stop now, begin
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