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Break it
Things are always pushing faster this way
And all you get comes closer by the end of the day, so comon,
Think of yourself falling apart
It reminds me selling a part of me to someone who’s
Got this and that, whatever it means
Me is all that I got too much to spend, still I am not a lot
And I take what I am with what everyone tells Like everyone cares
What I’m bent with

By the end of the day
I’m still incomplete
Feeling that my time will disappear
By the end of the day
The thought that you’re not me’s
Getting me to where I belong no more, but I’m here

Stay
Close to those who suppose that you need the pose, that you’re a man of that prose
That you’re not able to be closer
That you need a dose or something worse
But you rose
Have you ever thought that your love’s just a thought
You may think it, but you may not, got the spot? Got to rot?
Still I’m with you when you think I’m not
Like your god, but I’m what you are, say, am I not?

By the end of the day
I’m still incomplete
Feeling that my time will disappear
By the end of the day
The thought that you’re not me’s
Getting me to where I belong no more, but I’m here

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