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Call it masochismOr better yet don't callI made you my religionBut I'm losing faith in godCause I'm in need of answersFor these self-important questionsLike why I keep up patternsWhen I should be moving forwardI'm making excusesFor this awkward downward spiralOf kisses and cursesBut mostly just denialI'm filling up my gas tankI've got borderlines to crossYou'll wake up in SeptemeberBut by August I'll be goneI've got a future I'm not sure ofIn a place colder than thisA toast to new experienceWe'll seal it with a kissCause I'm in need of answersFor these self-important questionsLike why I keep up patternsLetras de cancionesWhen I should be moving forwardI'm making excusesFor this awkward downward spiralOf kisses and cursesBut mostly just denialIf you had a nickelFor every time you asked what's wrong and I didn't say a wordYou could buy that ticketYou could come up here and visitWe could pretend that nothing went wrongI keep making decisions That only bring me backwardsAnd in the heat of any momentI can never count on my nervesAnd my vocabularyOnly has the wrong wordsTo deliver that one punchlineI'm done and this is absurdA song's a great excuseFor an awkward downward spiralA song's a great excuseFor a life lived in denial From Letras Mania