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My Parent's House
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Biting off your lips in the mirror, I can see that you're
Watching me, comfort me
(The sun is up and I can tell you, I don't want to be alone
Be alone, be alone)
Warm clay in the palms of my hand, this is not how
I planned, give up
You'll fly away
Attempt to sound sane
I am still something
Just less than half
You'll fly away
Attempt to sound sane
I am still something
Just less than half
Watching me, comfort me
(The sun is up and I can tell you, I don't want to be alone
Be alone, be alone)
Warm clay in the palms of my hand, this is not how
I planned, give up
You'll fly away
Attempt to sound sane
I am still something
Just less than half
You'll fly away
Attempt to sound sane
I am still something
Just less than half
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