| I’ve seen it before
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| Everyone seems eloquently bored
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| The laughter stops and starts again too forced
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| So what’s the use in trying anymore
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| Nothing makes you stop and notice
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| (And where did you go)
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| When did you give up
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| And decide you had enough
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| In the last five years of your life what have you done
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| You feel pray to the throne they passed on
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| Run your mouth
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| Precious little thought while others drown
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| Your standards put you high above the crowd
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| But your safety net won’t let you hit the ground
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| And nothing makes you stop and notice
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| (And where did you go)
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| When did you give up
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| And decide you had enough
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| In the last five years of your life what have you done
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| Except shine the throne you sit on
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| Reflections of your pretty face
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| Betray a soul you can’t replace
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| At the end of the day
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| The high horse that you rode for so long
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| Has trampled you and now moved on
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| But you’ll never change
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| Cause you’re lying
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| To yourself and
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| When did you become so boring
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| Just stop trying
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| To pretend you’re right
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| You lost touch before you started out
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| You were never cool
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| And we’re not impressed, so tell me
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| When did you give up
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| And decide you had enough
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| In the last five years of your life what have you done
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| But become the throne you sit on |