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Words we spoke, you call me twisted. Call me wasted. Words I never meant to say. They're coming back to haunt me. Some things stay the same. Where were you. Mother I'm coming back, and tell Dad I missed him too. Wait for the cause to come clear. Before you try to change the facts. That family means we stick together. That means we don't turn our backs. Run now, into the sun. "Our" means this is our family tree. Speak up now if you want the truth because now i'm coming clean. Cause now i'm coming clean. The mask hidden under your nightstand that you put on every night. Can't change the fact that you're lying next to him. Because now you'll never be the same. You'll never see the world as I see. Because there's only so much room to be. So much room to breathe. Never was one for sitting through our photo albums. 20 years later and nothing's quite changed. Imagine that. We just don't dress the same, and we hold these words like we've never taken blame for any mistakes we've ever made. Run now, into the sun. "Our" means this is our family tree. Speak up now if you want the truth because now i'm coming clean. Here it is now, your family tree. Well the pictures are all scattered upon the opening. Fallen to the ground. Are you happy where you lay your head? Are you happy where you lay your head?