| Bites your nails and pulls your hair
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| It’s inside you no matter what suit you wear
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| Looks up or down
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| Wears your crown
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| The infant ruler
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| No one is cra- crueler
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| Eggshell won’t you break apart
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| In the right spots you are strong
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| Your father, mother build us hard
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| As they pushed us all along
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| The reason why you’re fragile now
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| Is the fear of breaking up
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| The fear of loosing what is left
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| Fear the child that won’t grow up
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| I can’t let go, I won’t let go
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| This is hi-ha-home
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| This is me-ma throne
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| I’ll still dri-dra-driven and nothing is forgiven
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| The pain and the anger
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| They feed my hunger
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| I’ll scre-scra-scream from the top, from the top
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| From the top of my lungs
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| Till the burst and it will
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| Fill the sky, Be the shadow in the sky
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| Be the first and the last thing on earth
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| Eggshell won’t you break apart
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| In the right spots you are strong
|
| Your father, mother build us hard
|
| As they pushed us all along
|
| The reason why you’re fragile now
|
| Is the fear of breaking up
|
| The fear of loosing what is left
|
| Fear the child that won’t grow up
|
| Bites your nails and pulls your hair
|
| It’s inside you no matter what suit you wear
|
| Looks up or down
|
| Wears your crown
|
| The infant ruler
|
| No one is cra-crueler
|
| Eggshell won’t you break apart
|
| In the right spots you are strong
|
| Your father, mother build us hard
|
| As they pushed us all along
|
| The reason why you’re fragile now
|
| Is the fear of breaking up
|
| The fear of loosing what is left
|
| Fear the child that won’t grow up
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| Found me a man I’m gonna build a house he said it’s time to pardon you
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| Found me a man I’m gonna build a house he said it’s time to pardon you
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| Found me a man I’m gonna build a house he said it’s time to pardon you
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| He said it’s time to pardon you
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| Eggshell won’t you break apart
|
| In the right spots you are strong
|
| Your father, mother build us hard
|
| As they pushed us all along
|
| The reason why you’re fragile now
|
| Is the fear of breaking up
|
| The fear of loosing what is left
|
| Fear the child that won’t grow up
|
| Eggshell won’t you break apart
|
| In the right spots you are strong
|
| Your father, mother build us hard
|
| As they pushed us all along. |