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If I find my way out of the clearing in the wood |
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I can feel the air pushing and pointing out |
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And it's not fair that |
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I can't ride along |
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Unless I'm led |
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Was I born this way?' |
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Cause I've never been a follower |
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Now I'm slipping in your blind faith |
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And I'm sleeping in the wrong bed |
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Waiting on another mess |
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Waiting on another mess |
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Unless I'm led |
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Unless I'm led(Oh little girl pick up the pieces) |
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Whoa you'll come around(Oh little girl pick up the pieces) |
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It all will turn around(Oh little girl pick up the pieces) |
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You learn to live without me(Oh little girl pick up the pieces) |
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You learn to live without me(Oh little girl pick up the pieces) |
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What I want one day from the wearing down of fallout |
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You'll be hovering inside my head |
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This is something |
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I deserve to say |
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You were following my other mess |
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Now I'm never in another mess |
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Unless I'm led(Oh little girl pick up the pieces) |
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You learn to live without me |
