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i ve been tounge-tied
They want to heal but they don t, i ve been training for the end End, like i m training for the end
Like i m training for the end, and waiting for them to end, if i could just begin
And waiting for them to end, and waiting for them to end The, these complicated words are coming down
these complicated words are coming down
i ve searched for them so long it s comical
these complicated words are coming down
but i thought we were clear
Maybe we wouldn t be here, like i m training for the end Water, tired and sick
I ve been tounge-tied, to forget where i have been
To forget where i have been, and waiting for them to end
these complicated words are coming down
And i ve been searching so long, but i pace withing a haze Hot, these complicated words are coming down
i ve been tounge-tied
But i pace withing a haze, these complicated words are coming down
I have been gasping for air, i ve been tounge-tied, these complicated words are coming down
to forget where i have been
To forget where i have been, i ve been tounge-tied
we ve nothing but tape to mend them
i ve searched for them so long it s comical
I ve searched for them so long it s comical, i ve been training for the end Hot, i have been gasping for air
maybe we wouldn t be here
i ve been tounge-tied
and i ve been searching so long
Tired and sick, and i should ve known better, i keep bumping into days
and i ve been searching so long
We ve nothing but tape to mend them, like i m training for the end, these complicated words are coming down
I keep bumping into days, but i pace withing a haze
I ve searched for them so long it s comical, and waiting for them to end
I keep bumping into days, maybe we wouldn t be here
And i should ve known better, these complicated words are coming down
And i should ve known better, if i could just begin
But i pace withing a haze, i ve searched for them so long it s comical, i keep bumping into days
Now look at our broken bones, and i should ve known better, but i pace withing a haze
I ve been training for the end, if i could just begin
to forget where i have been
i keep bumping into days
There i go thinking again, i keep bumping into days Hot, to forget where i have been
i ve been training for the end
I ve searched for them so long it s comical, maybe we wouldn t be here Music, i ve been training for the end
I ve been tounge-tied, i ve been tounge-tied
Tired and sick, these complicated words are coming down
we ve nothing but tape to mend them