| You’ve got everything to look up to from the bottom
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| You’ve got everyone else to compare yourself against
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| So forget it, you’re forgotten in a world so disenchanted
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| Always asking, never knowing
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| Is it just you or everybody else?
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| We’re the kids who are dead inside
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| But we’re the ones who feel alive
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| We dream cause we don’t sleep
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| We’ll never get rest, but we got this
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| It hurts, and they like that
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| They fight fire with cheap shots and setbacks
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| They take cloudless thoughts and pristine hearts for granted
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| So forget them, they’ve forgotten you already
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| You can’t help, can’t help but ask yourself
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| «Is it just me or everybody else?»
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| We’re the kids who are dead inside
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| But we’re the ones who feel alive
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| We dream cause we don’t sleep
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| We’ll never get rest, but we got this
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| We’re the kids who are dead inside
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| But we’re the ones who feel alive
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| We dream cause we don’t sleep
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| We’ll never get rest, but we got this
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| I don’t need your cheap shots and setbacks
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| I’m fucking fine so go and take them all back
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| I don’t need your cheap shots and setbacks
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| I don’t need your cheap shots and setbacks
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| I’m fucking fine so go and take them all back
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| I don’t need your cheap shots and setbacks
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| We’re the kids who are dead inside
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| But we’re the ones who feel alive
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| We dream cause we don’t sleep
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| We’ll never get rest, but we got this
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| We’re the kids who are dead inside
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| But we’re the ones who feel alive
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| We dream cause we don’t sleep
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| We’ll never get rest, but we got this
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| We’re the kids who are dead inside
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| But we’re the ones who feel alive
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| We dream cause we don’t sleep
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| We’ll never get rest, but we got this |