| Sometimes I go right
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| When the right way was left
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| Don’t draw inside the lines
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| Because the scribbles look so sick
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| And who says you can’t win them all
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| If you try
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| They say the higher that you climb
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| The further when you take the dive
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| But it’s comatose
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| And I can’t live that closed
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| They say the higher that you climb
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| Then when you fall you won’t survive
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| But it’s comatose
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| And I can’t live that closed
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| 'Cause I don’t know how to never try at all
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| So cheers to the fall
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| I can pretend to be perfect
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| Or fit into some made up roll
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| But I can make the hand I’m dealt work if
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| I decide to never fold
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| And who says you can’t win them all
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| If you try
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| They say the higher that you climb
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| The further when you take the dive
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| But it’s comatose
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| And I can’t live that closed
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| They say the higher that you climb
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| Then when you fall you won’t survive
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| But it’s comatose
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| And I can’t live that closed
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| 'Cause I don’t know how to never try at all
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| So cheers to the fall
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| Thanks for all your sound advice
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| That I didn’t ask for
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| I’ll take all of it in stride
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| And now I know
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| They say the higher that you climb
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| The further when you take the dive
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| But it’s comatose
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| And I can’t live that closed
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| They say the further that you climb
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| Then when you fall you won’t survive
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| But it’s comatose
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| And I can’t live that closed
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| 'Cause I don’t know how to never try at all
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| So cheers to the fall
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| I’ll learn my lesson but I’ll try
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| I’ll take the climb
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| Cheers to the fall
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| Cheers to the fall |