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Ya know nothing is promised us |
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As we walk over this plain |
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It can be cruel and dangerous |
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So what have you to gain |
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By being so rough? |
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Haven't you had enough? |
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You've never done anything |
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To deserve how you treat yourself |
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You can't stop wondering |
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How you look to everyone else |
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Because I believe |
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When you look inside you don't like what you see |
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You need to realize that you could be |
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Anything |
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In this whole wide world |
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When you get tired of running from yourself |
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And running games |
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When you decide you want to grow |
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And be yourself again |
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To all your so-called friends |
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You're just a means to their ends |
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You're so misunderstood |
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Because you're kind they think you're weak |
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Try it again, I wish they would |
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They're gonna have to come through me |
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Because I believe |
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When you look deep inside and don't like what you see |
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You need to realize you could be |
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Anything |
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I believe |
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When you look deep inside and don't like what you see |
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You need to realize you could be |
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Anything, anything |
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In this whole wide world |
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Don't you know |