| The thought of never knowing
Would kill me just the same (yeah)
The solitary blossom
Reminders of a friend (yeah)
What are you saying?
You've got nothing to live for
You're tired and you're broken
You just can't free yourself
And all the words we've spoken
Are buried in the sand (yeah)
They're raptured and you're broken
The taste of bitter glass (yeah)
What are you saying?
You've got nothing to live for
You're tired and you're broken
You just can't free yourself
What are you saying?
It's just the thought of rejection
It's pulling you deeper
You just can't free yourself
Your voluntary loving
Apologies have passed
And come around again
The fragments of a reason
The taste of bitter glass
So what are you saying?
You've got nothing to live for
You're tired and you're broken
You just can't free yourself
What are you saying?
It's just the thought of rejection
It's pulling you deeper
You just can't be yourself
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