| I’ve had my turn
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| Avoiding blind shoulders
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| Take this indulgence
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| It’s something I should know
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| These crowded spaces
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| New and old faces
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| Preparing their cages
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| Like dogs around a bone
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| It makes the mirror harder to see
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| Live with the burden
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| Beneath the defeat
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| These rules will always be guiding me
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| Always be finding me
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| I stand on my own
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| Quiet I bide my time
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| Waiting for you all
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| To drag me from my throne
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| I gave you my all
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| All forgotten
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| Within your reach
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| A rhetoric sign to be left alone
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| (In my eyes) I feel I own this right
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| (In my mind) But I’m not feeling alright
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| This time
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| There’s yours and there’s mine
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| Our place has been divided
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| (In your eyes) By a subconscious line
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| (In your mind) That we must now intertwine
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| This time
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| I won’t compromise
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| I won’t be disguised
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| By a hand in tonight
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| I’ve taken chances deploring advances
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| What must I lament for
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| Somebody to leave me whole?
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| Take your toll
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| From patient to anxious
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| The future is letting you near
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| And I feel like I’m the only one
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| Reveling in seclusion
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| Savoring silence
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| Waiting for resolution |