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We have tried and failed |
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We have stumbled and fallen |
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We have tried a new taste |
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and we spit it back out |
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We have taken a left turn |
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when we meant to turn right |
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We lost sight of our origins |
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but our past never lost sight of us |
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lost sight of us |
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It's not emulation - 'cause that's not this hard |
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Not imitation - 'cause that won't take you far |
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Not digression - 'cause I'm falling straight up |
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It is progression - I'm not afraid to stand up |
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I don't know what I expected |
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but I expected it to be great |
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I said "I'm trying my hardest" |
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but he didn't like the tape |
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Take a look at what you're doing |
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and tell me I'm too late |
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You say we're walking backwards |
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Well, that dead horse sure can run |
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It sure can run |
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The truth |
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I know I can |
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I know I will |
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I know - I know what I have to do |
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And now you'll listen |
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and I hope it won't hurt |
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I've seen your poison |
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You've done your worst |
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I've seen your better |
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and I can't believe it's true |
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You've lost the truth |
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that used to live inside of you |