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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