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The time has come for you to sit this out |
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To fit inside your mold |
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Would be to sell myself short |
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This ground we tread upon |
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(We turn the pages left to right) |
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Is now filling up to our necks |
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(We see everything) |
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This ground we tread upon |
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(We turn the pages left to right) |
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Is filling up to our necks |
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(We see everything) |
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Oh, my story's growing and growing, it is |
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(On my last request) |
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Don't make me feel so contradicting |
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There's no room for cheating and being yourself |
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Failure leaves such a bitter taste in their mouth |
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And on the last hour |
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We write so many new chapters again |
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And on the outside |
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Where there are no surprises |
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This ground we tread upon |
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(We turn the pages left to right) |
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Now filling up to our necks |
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(We see everything) |
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Oh, it's getting longer and longer, come on |
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To see it through their eyes |
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Would bring me so much closer |
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You can do this night after night after night |
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Failure leaves such a bitter taste in my mouth |
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Taste and see, I swear I know what's good |
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Be still and know that they won't lie to you |
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Every single time you're facing lies |
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This ground we tread upon |
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(We turn the pages left to right) |
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Is now filling up to our necks |
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Come on, this ground we tread upon |
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(We turn the pages left to right) |
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Is now filling up to our necks |
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(We see everything) |
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We see, we see, we see everything |
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We see, we see, we see everything |
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I know why you never take your eyes off from me |
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I've used my lungs for everything but breathing |
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I know why you never take your eyes off from me |
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I've used my lungs for everything but breathing |
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I find myself dried up in this conversation |
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So pull me out, pull me aside |
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I find myself dried up in this conversation |
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So pull me out, pull me aside |
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This ground we tread upon |
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(We turn the pages left to right) |
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This ground we tread upon |
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(We see everything) |
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This ground we tread upon |
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(We turn the pages left to right) |
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This ground we tread upon |
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(We see) |