Grim Tales of a Wassie

# DON'T SEARCH FOR ME

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Don't search for me in the crowded places

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I don't slide by the doors any more

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Don't wait for any text-backs 

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I don't abide by the norms any more

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Don't look for me in my abandoned home

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I don't grind on those floors any more

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Don't ask for me in the office

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I don't trade time for money any more

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If you want to see me, close your eyes

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Try to remember my sour voice

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Try to remember those sleepless nights

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Try to remember that one big fight

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Try to remember who was wrong, who was right

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If you still can't find me then open your eyes

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Travel to the north, up the mountains wide

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And find the slimmest edge on this earth

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Come and sit there, by my side

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Talk to me through silence

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Don't make any noise

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Voices are deceiving

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Talk through your eyes

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Or through your vibes

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And if you wanna go back,

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just don't say no goodbyes

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But if you want me to go with you

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There's only one way in sight

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The way that leads to salvation

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Taking everything you ever had 

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Giving you a meaningless life

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