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Mirrors
04:36
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For far too many days I've been cleaning this mirror
But I still can't see myself any clearer
Scrubbing off the marks, wiping off the tears
Cause I don't know if a man they'll love is someone who has fears
I don't know who you want me to be
I don't know
They don't even know
How could I expect them
Everyone's too focused on getting into heaven
All I want is to be a fucking man
Can someone help me stop being a two-faced sham
Am I part of this master plan?
Can somebody help me be just a man?
I wanna know where I belong
I wanna know if not knowing is wrong
I don't know who you want me to be
I don't know
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2. |
Break Out
02:36
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3. |
In Front of Me
03:39
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It's been years in the making
But still my hands are shaking
At the sound of your name
I know exactly what's gotten into me
A sense of greater destiny
Won't you take my hand?
Cause I'm finally seeing what's in front of me
And this time I believe
And I'm taking the chance
I hope I don't compromise
What we already have
But I have to see
Cause I don't wanna be a fool
I just wanna do what's right, for tonight
We'll figure it out in the morning
I kept myself from you for far too long
Now I know that I was wrong
These feelings for you are oh so strong
I'll show you where you belong
Cause I don't wanna be a fool
I just wanna do what's right, for tonight
We'll figure it out in the morning
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Memories of Yesterday
04:28
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Seasons
03:13
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I wish you could see me without having to look
I wish you could speak to me without using a book
Cause you were all appearances, you never gave a fuck
About anything internal, I guess you never looked
I roll with the tide, with the changing of the seasons
If you're scared of the light, pack up your bags cause the clouds are leaving
I am firm and grounded
Yet fluid like the air
I take in everything around me
I don't care
I roll with the tide, with the changing of the seasons
If you're scared of the light, pack up your bags cause the clouds are leaving
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Matter
03:13
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It's only a matter of opinion
But you don't matter at all
But it's a matter of fact
That our history makes me appalled
It was a matter of listening
Or pretending to care
It was a matter of acting like your love for me was actually there
Don't act like you knew this wouldn't push me up against the wall
Don't act like for you I wouldn't fall way far down
Into the depths of the darkest kind
Down into the depths of my terrifying mind
You knew this
You could tell
You knew this
But you couldn't tell me
Don't act like you knew this wouldn't push me up against the wall
Don't act like for you I wouldn't fall way far down
Into the depths of the darkest kind
Down into the depths of my terrifying mind
But you couldn't tell me
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