| I bet you’re wondering if you woke today
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| just to learn why the caged bird sings
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| I bet you’re wondering if the goddesses are all crazy
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| or just keeping it interesting
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| situated slightly outside society
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| at odds with its odd offerings
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| I bet you’re teetering on the edge of sobriety
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| just to alleviate a few things
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| like the fear that you’re standing here
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| because you want to be liked
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| like you know you need your instrument
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| but does your instrument need to be mic’d
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| and you keep imagining that pretty soon
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| you will just disappear
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| and thinking that one thing is what saves you from
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| your fear of being here
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| here for now, you’re here for now, you’re here for now
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| I bet you’re looking for the little red 'X'
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| next to the red arrow and the sign says 'you are here'
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| I bet you’re hoping that your heart will send up the white flag this time
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| or some sign that the coast is clear
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| and the moment when your heart jumps in all that’s happening
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| it’s like the first time you felt that shock
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| yes, your heart jumps in all that’s happening
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| and I was right behind the door when you knocked
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| thinking maybe I’m just standing here
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| because I want to be liked
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| yes, I know I need my instrument
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| but does my instrument need to me mic’d
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| I keep imagining that pretty soon
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| I will just disappear
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| and thinking that one thing is what saves me from
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| my fear of being here
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| here for now, I’m here for now, I’m here for now
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| here for now, I’m here for now, I’m here for now |