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The Expiration Date

Oso Oso


Oh no, I think you saw another side of me
A side of me I never wanted you to see
I think the floor is sliding out from underneath
Is it tiring trying to avoid the air you tend to breathe

Can't escape the expiration date

Are we running out of room?
I'll tear down these walls for you
To give you space to move
If you need to stay
Oh there's nothing I can do
There's nothing left of me, for you
With new uncovered truth, we both knew

The talk's been running short
It's been running short for weeks
You said talk's cheap
But silence is free
I've got a plan involving you and me
But I'd rather you'd have a plan that sets you free

Can't escape the expiration date

Are we running out of room?
I'll tear down these walls for you
To give you space to move
If you need to stay
Oh there's nothing I can do
There's nothing left of me, for you
With new uncovered truth, we both knew

Try to admit
You've been feeling some type of guilt
Try not to quit
But I can't stand to see you again

Are we running out of room?
I'll tear down these walls for you
To give you space to move
If you need to stay
Oh there's nothing I can do
There's nothing left of me, for you
With the new uncovered truth, we both knew

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