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Sometimes |
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I feel like |
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I'm a bird with broken wings |
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At times I dread my now and envy where |
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I've been ' |
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Cause that's when quiet wisdom takes control |
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At least I've got a story no one's told [Chorus] |
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I finally learned to say |
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Whatever will be will be |
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I learned to take |
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The good, the bad and breathe ' |
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Cause although we like |
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To know what life's got planned |
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No one knows if shooting stars will land |
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These days it feels naive to put your faith in hope |
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To imitate a child, fall backwards on the snow ' |
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Cause that's when fears will usually lead you blind |
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And now I try to under-analyse [Chorus] |
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Is the rope |
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I walk wearing thin? |
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Is the life |
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I love caving in? |
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Is the weight on your mind |
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A heavy black bird caged inside? |
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Say Whatever will be will be |
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Take The good, the bad |
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Just breathe ' |
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Cause although we like |
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To know what life's got planned |
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No one knows if shooting stars will land |
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I finally learned to say |
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Whatever will be will be |
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I learned to take |
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The good, the bad and breathe ' |
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Cause although we like |
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To know what life's got planned |
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Thing like that are never in your hands |
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No one knows if shooting stars will land |
