| The life I live, my last chance at an impact
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| But my time’s wasted by the people who come and then go
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| This one’s for them 'cause the scene’s for us
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| And I’ll give you one chance to stand up and prove to me you’re not
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| You live your life by a broken promise
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| You made to yourself in the seventh grade
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| Three years from now when you turn twenty-one
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| No longer coming out
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| You’ve become just like everyone else
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| You’ve become just like everyone else
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| Everyone else
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| You’ve become just like everyone else
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| Everyone else
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| The life I live, my last chance at an impact
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| But my time’s wasted by the people who come and then go
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| This one’s for them 'cause the scene’s for us
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| And I’ll give you one chance to stand up and prove to me you’re not
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| You live your life by a broken promise
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| You made to yourself in the seventh grade
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| This life is wasted
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| when all is said and done
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| You’re our permission to work the walls
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| You’ll be forgotten when you are gone
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| This one’s for you 'cause the scene’s for us
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| You’ll be forgotten when you are gone
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| This one’s for you 'cause the scene’s for us |