Details in the Fabric (feat. James Morrison)

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 Hey, what's up? Uh
 I lo-, I just lost it
 It finally hit me, I fucking lost it
 I just blew up, fucking-
 My whole entire fucking apartment building
 I told everybody to go fuck themselves
 The whole, ah, I'm having a hard time hangin' on today and uh
 Fuck, I dunno
 Calm down
 Deep breaths
 And get yourself dressed
 Instead
 Of running around
 And pulling on your threads and
 Breaking yourself up
 If it's a broken part, replace it
 If it's a broken arm, then brace it
 If it's a broken heart, then face it
 And hold your own
 Know your name, and go your own way
 Hold your own
 Know your name, and go your own way
 And everything will be fine
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 Hang on
 Help is on the way
 Stay strong
 I'm doing everything
 Hold your own
 Know your name, and go your own way
 Hold your own
 Know your name, and go your own way
 And everything, everything will be fine
 Everything
 Are the details in the fabric?
 Are there things that make you panic?
 Are your thoughts results of static cling?
 Are there things that make you blow?
 Hell, no reason, go on and scream
 If you're shocked it's just the fault of faulty manufacturing
 Everything will be fine
 Everything in no time at all
 Everything
 Hold your own
 Know your name, go your own way
 Hold your own (are the details in the fabric?)
 Know your name (are there things that make you panic?)
 Go your own way (are your thoughts results of static cling?)
 Hold your own (are the details in the fabric?)
 Know your name (are there things that make you panic?)
 Go your own way (is it Mother Nature's sewing machine?)
 Hold your own (are there things that make you blow?)
 Know your name (hell, no reason, go on and scream)
 Go your own way (if you're shocked it's just the fault of faulty manufacturing)
 Everything will be fine
 Everything in no time at all
 Hearts will hold
 New message
 Yo, what's up, man?
 I, uh- I dunno, man
 I just wanted to say that, uh
 You know, everything's cool with me now
 I mean, everything -thing will always be funky
 You can't stop being funky
 But it's, uh, I guess, just, um
 You just deal with it how it comes
 You deal with the humps, take the jumps
 I feel like you're an island of reality in an ocean of diarrhea
 And I love you, buddy
 Okay, bye