But Why Would You Care?

These hands are broken and calloused, but nobody seems to notice
 And you yelled it into permanence
 Have you ever come to hate the very thing that you helped to create?
 'Cause that's how I feel every day
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 I am expendable
 But I guess that's just the way things go
 I'm a ghost in foreign postal codes
 Losing faith in what brings you hope
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 I am expendable
 But I guess that's just the way things go
 I'm a ghost in foreign postal codes
 Losing faith in what brings you hope
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 On the outside looking in
 Or on the inside sitting in the corner
 It's all the same to me
 It's all the same to me
 I got my hopes up
 I thought I was out of the shadows
 But I'm buried six feet underneath
 What I worked for years to achieve
 While they were sleeping
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 While you were sleeping
 I am expendable
 But I guess that's just the way things go
 I'm a ghost to foreign postal codes
 Losing faith in what brings you hope
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 Home alone where all of my doubts are born
 Home alone where all of my fears are formed
 I'm sick and tired of hating who I've become
 It's getting worse every day I spend home alone
 Writing myself to death stands in place of sleep
 I am an unlocked door and you're a fucking thief
 You can hear me out, but why would you care?
 No, why would you care at all?
 And you can hear me out, but why would you care?
 No, why would you care at all?
 I'm sick and tired of hating who I've become
 It's getting worse every day I spend home alone
 Writing myself to death stands in place of sleep
 I am an unlocked door and you're a fucking thief
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 Yeah, you're a fucking thief