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Taking Back Sunday

Thought a lot about the morning after
There's some things I need to get off my chest
Reject the preconceptions we both surely have
That the grass is always greener
Or temptation tastes much sweeter
I don't wanna talk
I don't wanna talk
Peel back your skin, invite me in

Am I just like the rest of them?
(the rest of them)
The sum of my father
And all his sins
I didn't need an answer when it
You said it all, saying nothing at all
You said it all, saying nothing at all

I see it so much clearer
Through the smoke and past the mirrors
Past the bright brutality of people we have been
But you didn't need an explanation
Oh I had no expectations
I don't wanna talk
No I don't wanna talk
Peel back your skin, invite me in

Am I just like the rest of them?
(the rest of them)
The sum of my father
And all his sins
I didn't need an answer when it
You said it all, saying nothing at all
You said it all

The waiting for this in suspense
The hope at the foot of my bed
I don't wanna talk, don't wanna talk
I don't wanna talk, don't wanna talk
Just wanna taste you

Am I just like the rest of them?
(the rest of them)
The sum of my father
And all his sins
I didn't need an answer when it
You said it all, saying nothing at all
You said it all, saying nothing at all
Said it all, saying nothing at all
Said it all, saying nothing at all

Written by: Adam Lazzara / Eddie Reyes / John Nolan / Mark O\'Connell / Shaun Cooper / Taking Back Sunday
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