I take up with my instincts
I am looking back to see
The days that I spent wasting
Makes it easier to erase
The time I took your picture
I'm not in control when I say that I am
I'm just on autopilot
Forget about your instincts
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I make another inference
I am looking in to see
The nights that you have found me
Sitting crying with the lights on
In the bathroom where you're living
I'm not in control when I say that I am
I'm just on autopilot
Forget about your instincts
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