| So here we are again playing mind games
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| With words and rhymes
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| With careful thoughts I stutter
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| Saying listen to these words of mine
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| I could have so much to offer, such a shame
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| That I don’t have the time
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| I’m gonna throw caution to the wind
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| I’m gonna let go of everything I’ve ever held onto
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| I’m gonna make mine a thicker skin
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| I’m gonna get shot of it and start all over
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| With misconstrued emotions cooking on a heated stone
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| And mistaken prerogatives leave me nowhere to run
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| I could have something to say but your ears are shut
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| I’ve been and I’ve gone
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| I’m gonna throw caution to the wind
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| I’m gonna let go of everything I’ve ever held onto
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| I’m gonna make mine a thicker skin
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| I’m gonna get shot of it and start all over
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| I’m gonna live closer to the edge
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| I’m gonna let go of everything I’ve ever held onto
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| I’m gonna forget what they have said
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| I’m gonna let loose and put these negatives to bed
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| So here we are again playing mind games
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| I’m gonna throw caution to the wind
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| I’m gonna let go of everything I’ve ever held onto
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| I’m gonna make mine a thicker skin
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| I’m gonna get shot of it and start all over
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| I’m gonna live closer to the edge
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| I’m gonna let go of everything I’ve ever held onto
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| I’m gonna forget what they have said
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| I’m gonna let loose and put these negatives to bed |