Toasted Plastic - Empty Hands | Текст песни

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With every passing day,
I'm becoming more aware of the obstacles
surrounding all of my plans to make you care
Finally safe in your empty hands,
I'm making the same mistakes I always have
You told me a short story about patience, but I forget how it went
So what? It's not the same
I can't let go if things don't change
But I guess it's only fair
It's glaringly apparent you think I'm either misinformed or unaware,
but trust me, I was there
You've been buried underneath my street
(Don't make the same mistake)
and as you slowly return to your feet,
(Don't you feel safe?)
you have trouble understanding why it seems so much worse
to exist only in theory
Recalling a short story you once recited to me,
I urge you not to worry, but I'm not sure why,
it's not like I'm in a position to lie
I've made my decision, hope you know that I'll come around
eventually

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