The first time tunnel vision sets in Beware the signs of hyperventilation Beware the dangers of living alone Be sure to hide scars from future generations
Don’t let your old friends overestimate your demise You can’t miss it when you look in their eyes Don’t be your own, don’t be your own (it’s all the same) We don’t scissor, we don’t separate
The second time I was making up for past mistakes And I said, ‘Next time, put me on the good side’ Wait, in 90 miles we could be riding the brakes And I suggest I’m giving all I could hide
I see the way they come when you call Our backs are not against the wall Don’t be your own, don’t be your own (it’s all the same) We don’t scissor, we don’t separate
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