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Vicariously
I wonder if I’ll ever be satisfied
I’m only young and I’m out of time
Grieving the lives that’ll never be mine
While I miss the one in front of my eyes
Wanna be more like you
I think she’s gorgeous too
Am I awake the days I go through?
I miss having something to lose.
And he told me he loved me
But he was high and said it was crazy
I replay those words like my favorite scene from a movie
Except it’s a tragedy for the viewer to suffer so deeply
I’m only young and I’m out of time
Grieving the lives that’ll never be mine
While I miss the one in front of my eyes
Wanna be more like you
I think she’s gorgeous too
Am I awake the days I go through?
I miss having something to lose.
And he told me he loved me
But he was high and said it was crazy
I replay those words like my favorite scene from a movie
Except it’s a tragedy for the viewer to suffer so deeply
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