| So you started out with big dreams
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| All the things you’d like to do
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| Turns out one thousand people want it
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| Just as much as you
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| Well life’s not about conforming
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| Ending up like all the rest
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| No now lose the self indulgence
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| Not the brightest or the best
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| When you see who you want to be
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| But they’re just out of reach
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| It seems that self assurance
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| Is the one thing they don’t teach
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| It’ll all be better next year
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| When you find some place to go
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| As if still after twenty years
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| It don’t matter what you know
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| Message after message
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| Till I’m not sure what they meant
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| Please heed my statement of intent
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| Sit down, relax, calm down
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| Just try and be yourself
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| All this when social media
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| Becomes your living hell
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| It seems just like a front
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| It’s there to catch you when you fall
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| Cause despite all these connections
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| We’re the loneliest of all
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| When you see who you want to be
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| But they’re just out of reach
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| It seems that self assurance
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| Is the one thing they don’t teach
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| It’ll all be better next year
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| When you find some place to go
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| As if still after twenty years
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| It don’t matter what you know
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| Message after message
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| Till I’m not sure what they meant
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| Please heed my statement of intent
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| You’re saying yes, I’ll be an adult
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| Look at the all the things I know
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| But we’re standing at the crossroads
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| No idea which way to go
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| What’s the point in writing something
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| If you don’t have much to say
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| Lord knows it took a long time
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| Now I think I’ve found my way
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| When you see who you want to be
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| But they’re just out of reach
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| It seems that self assurance
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| Is the one thing they don’t teach
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| It’ll all be better next year
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| When you find some place to go
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| As if still after twenty years
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| It don’t matter what you know
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| Message after message
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| Till I’m not sure what they meant
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| Please heed my statement of intent
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