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Another hole in the wall, in this place I've made my home Save another in my arm, from spending too much time alone Another hole in my heart, from this place where I was born Save another in the wall; there's too many from before And I can't seem to make up my worried, worried mind Because there's always something there that I can't ever seem to find And I know it's a waste of time, to subscribe, and to describe Because I can see it in your eyes, and I can read the human mind Another day asleep in bed, locked inside my home Save a night that's full of worry, awake, and all alone Another day I waste instead, and wish I was never born Save another in the world, and lying just a little more Since I can't seem to make up my worried, worried mind And there's always something there that I can't ever seem to find Because I know it's a waste of time, to subscribe, and to describe And I can see it in your eyes, and I can read the human mind And I can't seem to make up my worried, worried mind Because there's always something there that I can only hope to find And I know it's a waste of time, to subscribe, and to describe Because I can see it in your eyes, and I can read the human mind Repeat chorus until fade From Letras Mania