| It’s time to tell white lies
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| Time to feed your confidence
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| In yourself, it’s time to make you fly
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| It’s time to hold you down
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| Show the ropes around your life
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| So you can take control
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| Yes, you will be free
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| Once you know what’s good for thee
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| But tonight you really need
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| A little less understanding
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| I know how it must feel
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| You’re like a younger version of me
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| I don’t wanna build
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| The enslaving bridge of vanities
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| Amenities
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| To lose you to the game
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| That only values glitter and fame
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| A foundation that is frail
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| Yes, you will be free
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| Once you know what’s good for thee
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| But tonight you really need
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| A little less understanding
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| I know how it must feel
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| You’re like a younger version of me
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| Yes, you will be free
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| You will decide what’s good for thee
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| But like we all, you sometimes need
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| A little less understanding
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| I know how you feel
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| You’re like a younger version of me
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| I can feel the wrath of a crying child
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| As you crash the gates of your tiny life
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| For the very first time in your life
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| You’d rather chew off your own tail
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| What you really want isn’t what you need
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| Maybe one is enough, it’ll feed your need
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| I only want the best for you
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| Your prison’s like a mansion with a view
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| Yes, you will be free
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| Once you know what’s good for thee
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| But tonight you really need
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| A little less understanding
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| I know how you feel
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| You’re like a younger version of me
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| Yes, you will be free
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| You will decide what’s good for thee
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| But like we all, you sometimes need
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| A little less understanding
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| I know how you feel
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| You’re like a younger version of me
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| Yes, you will be free
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| To choose the walk of life you believe
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| Gives you everything you need
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| And little more understanding
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| The windowpane of life
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| You only see the stains in the sunlight |