| You went through five highschools, before you were 17
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| I can only guess what those brown eyes have seen
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| If we’re just a blank state mixed with a little bit of DNA
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| And those weekend visits when he’d show up late
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| When I feel helpless, I see you smiling back at me
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| Like every little thing is gonna be okay
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| Ya you’re a tough kid, way tougher than me
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| I’ll put a bet on you any day
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| Oooh, when your head gets dizzy and you can’t get right
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| Oooh, but ya push on through, don’t be denied
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| Shake off those ghosts in every corner of this town
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| From the clothes on your back, to the colour of your eyes
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| Ain’t no shame in some hand me downs
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| No, Ain’t no shame in some hand me downs
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| No, It never made sense, but it’s the only thing that you know
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| That resentment; |
| well it comes and goes
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| In your daddy’s defence, he never really stood a change
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| You should see where he came from
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| And how his brothers ended up
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| We get all stuck, but babe
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| You’ve been acting reckless, to deal with the pain
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| I just hope you don’t get carried away
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| You wear this necklace, from graduation day
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| You said «I'll wear this chain, cause I’m breaking it
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| Yeal, I’ll wear this chain, cause I’m breaking it»
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| Oooh, when your head gets dizzy and you can’t get right
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| Oooh, but ya push on through, don’t be denied
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| Shake off those ghosts in every corner of this town
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| From the clothes on your back, to the colour of your eyes
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| Ain’t no shame in some hand me downs
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| First of the month, gets you stressed out
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| And moving trucks, bring you right back
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| Deep in the cut, there’s a voice that’s calling out, saying:
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| It’s out of reach I gotta keep chasing
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| It’s out of reach I gotta keep chasing
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| It’s out of reach I gotta keep chasing
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| Oooh, when your head gets dizzy and you can’t get right
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| Oooh, but ya push on through, don’t be denied
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| Shake off those ghosts in every corner of this town
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| From the clothes on your back, to the colour of your eyes
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| Ain’t no shame in some hand me downs |