| I’ve never been an academic, I never did well at school
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| Never made the grade like we’re all told we’re supposed to do
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| I was slow and to cope I would joke and be a teachers fool
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| Just to hide it
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| He said, I’ll never come to much, I’ll never be no good
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| I didn’t fit in the vision of the curriculum like I should
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| Who says a test is the best way to get us understood?
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| I don’t think so. |
| Don’t think so, no
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| Here I am. |
| Tell me, what I gotta lose?
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| Tell me, what I gotta prove?
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| Here I am. |
| Ain’t no win without a fail
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| So let me fail forward, hey
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| Here I am
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| I said I was slow but now I know another point of view
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| Turns out, I let every little thing sink in until I know it through and through
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| Ain’t it funny to kill a mockingbird are words that we learn at school
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| On compassion?
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| Well, here I am. |
| Tell me, what I gotta lose?
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| Tell me, what I gotta prove?
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| Here I am. |
| Ain’t no win without a fail
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| So let me fail forward, hey
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| Here I am
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| Each day, I make a bet
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| That the voices in my head
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| Won’t always understand
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| Or take me as I am
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| I didn’t read a lot of books as a kid until my table’s turned
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| At 21 I began to eat up the whole shelf filling up myself in the words
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| Of other misfits looking for a home in a lonely world
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| Now, here I am. |
| Tell me, what I gotta lose?
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| Tell me, what I gotta prove?
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| Here I am. |
| Ain’t no win without a fail
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| So let me fail forward, hey
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| So let me fail
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| So let me fail forward
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| Here I am
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| So let me fail
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| So let me fail forward, hey |