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Crop Circle - Lyrics |
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Dead Weight |
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While constantly looking into lying eyes Through indecision I've learned to compromise Listening through all of those thespian cries My tainted love turned toward internal demise
Chorus x2 And though it seems that you're the key to my frustration You know it doesn't mean that much to me Its in my nature to push and put the blame on someone else Time to set this dead weight free
I feed my insecurity with wrongful hate This confident disguise you underestimate Ego crumbling don't know how much more I'll take This fear, this love, this pain, this dead weight
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