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You want another one to tell you what's in it
You want another, that's all
You want another one to help you to get it
You want another, that's all

Your mother knows you're not the kind who can be
On your own, like the friends you won't see
Here's everything I know
You never let anything go

Now I know that you weren't born, you were made
Harmony sounds like nothing
Just an observer even though you have played
And think that counts for something

Your father knows you're not the kind who can be
On your own, like the friends you won't see
Here's everything I know
You never let anything go

Ring of friends 'round you
Legs underground
You run just like a dry submarine
Copying the colors of a long-distance brother
Who lied to you in French and in between

Your brother knows you're not the kind who can be
On your own, like the friends you won't see
Here's everything I know
You never let anything go

Home again to where no one is living
You know these places the best
Miles of aisles lined with kindness and killing
To which you never confessed

Ring of friends 'round you
Legs underground
You run just like a dry submarine
Copying the colors of a long-distance brother
Who lied to you in French and in between

Every night a look about the room before the lights go out
To prove you're right, this place is painted green
Stacks of dedication yield little inspiration
To move yourself beyond the screen