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Every time you raise your voice I see the greener grass
Every time you run for cover I see this pasture Every time we're in a funk I picture a different choice Anytime we're in a rut, this distant grandeur My tendency to want to do away feels natural, and My urgency to dream of softer places feels understandable, but I know The only way out is through The faster we're in the better The only way out is through ultimately The only way out is through The only way we'll feel better The only way out is through ultimately Every time that I'm confused I think there must be easier ways Every time our horns are locked I'm towel throwing Every time we're at a loss we've bolted from difficulty Anytime we're in stalemate, a final bowing My tendency to want to hide away feels easier, and The immediacy of picturing another place, comforting to go but I know The only way out is through The faster we're in the better The only way out is through ultimately The only way out is through The only way we'll feel better The only way out is through ultimately We could just walk away and hide our heads in the sand We could just call it quits only to start all over again: with somebody else Every time we're stuck in struggle I'm down for the count that day Every time I dream of quick fix I'm assuaged Now I know it's hard when it's through and I'm damned if I don't know a quick fix way What formerly was treatment, silent's now outdated My tendency to want to run feels unnatural now The urgency to want to give to you what I want most feels good and I know The only way out is through The faster we're in the better The only way out is through ultimately The only way out is through The only way we'll feel better The only way out is through ultimately |
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| 2. |
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I won't see my dear friends as much
male friends especially I'll no longer be in touch I'll change my hobbies to match yours I'll stop reading my favorite books I won't spend all this selfish time alone I'll cater to you and hang on your every word I'll be subservient and spineless I'll lick your boots as empty shell I'll be opinion-less and silent I'll be the prettiest appendage to ever lose herself I'll redefine self-sacrifice live my life as apologetic compromise I know you'd leave if I rocked the boat I'll be subservient and spineless I'll lick your boots as empty shell I'll be opinion-less and silent I'll be the prettiest appendage to ever lose herself I feel this, truly proclaimed, will help the curbing of this tendency I know this sharing of shame will ensure that I won't forget myself so easily I'll be low maintenance and agreeable I will not talk about my dreams so much I'll listen to you for hours, won't need for anything I'll be subservient and spineless I'll lick your boots as empty shell I'll be opinion-less and silent I'll be the prettiest appendage to ever lose herself |
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