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The fountain was off. |
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This is the first time |
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I've been back to the city in months. |
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I'm trying to hold it together but irony's found cracks in the foundation. |
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And you know, |
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I try so hard to be some great white hope |
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But I can't shake the feeling that tonight |
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I'm gonna end up shaking in bed alone. |
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I'm not a self-help book; |
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I'm just a fucked up kid. |
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I had to take my own advice and |
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I did. Now |
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I'm waiting for it to sink in. |
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Expect me standing tall, back against the wall, ' |
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Cause what |
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I learned was |
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It's not about forcing happiness; |
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It's about not letting the sadness win. |
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I don't have roses in the closet |
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But I've got pictures in a drawer |
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It's everything left in me |
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Not to stare at them anymore. |
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I walked upstairs and shaved my beard. |
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I felt like |
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I was holding sadness here (I was holding sadness here) |
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I'm not a self-help book; |
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I'm just a fucked up kid. |
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I had to take my own advice and |
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I did. Now |
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I'm waiting for it to sink in. |
|
Expect me standing tall, back against the wall, ' |
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Cause what |
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I learned was |
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It's not about forcing happiness; |
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It's about not letting the sadness win. |
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I don't have roses in the closet |
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But I've got pictures in a drawer |
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It's everything left in me |
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Not to stare at them anymore. |
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I'm not a self-help book; |
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I'm just a fucked up kid. |
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I had to take my own advice and |
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I did. I'm not a self-help book; |
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I'm just a fucked up kid. |
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I had to take my own advice and |
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I did. |
