| Honestly, I can’t keep my head up high
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| Honestly, I can’t get a hold on life
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| You say «Whatcha wanna do man, will ya go far?»
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| I say «How do you know who you really are?»
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| Tell me what it’s all about
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| Livin' like you know yourself
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| Fake it 'til you make it right
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| Climbing to a new height
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| Everybody’s growing up
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| Wonder how I’ve ended up
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| Wonder if I gave myself enough time
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| I’m livin' my own life
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| I’m livin' my own life
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| I don’t care how I get mine
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| I’m livin' my own life
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| I keep my eyes to the sky like anyone else
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| I keep my nose to the grindstone workin' myself
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| I put my hands to the fire and swallow my pride
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| I keep my deepest desires on an anchor line
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| The vines close in
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| As I dredge through the mire
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| The floodlights dim
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| As the trail climbs higher now
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| I await for the slightest touch of asylum
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| I’m livin' my own life
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| I’m livin' my own life
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| I don’t care how I get mine
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| I’m livin' my own life |