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Eyes, double vision Tryna see what is missin' Forgive the bad decisions 'cause bitterness is a crutch Looking for heaven like some kind of adolescent Counting up all the lessons Feeling further how to touch Admit you like how it hurts just a little Happiness always felt like a riddle Try to find silver lines, tell everyone you're fine But you don't know anyone who is Never come to a pool in the middle Always high, low, never level Living on borrowed time, so you say that you're fine But you don't know anyone who is, is You don't know anyone who is, is You don't know anyone who is From Letras Mania