| One way out is to die
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| one way in is to slow down
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| and in this life donʼt be scared
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| thereʼs an ending in your out-breath
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| but you never even noticed that but I say
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| what if iʼve asked the wrong question?
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| and If I donʼt know what I want
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| what if it hurts so bad
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| that I canʼt feel my legs from my hips and my hands?
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| oh how I left humming songs
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| and now I need a ride home
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| wave without gloves
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| and never keep my eyes closed
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| time isnʼt slow
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| so now I need a ride home
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| freedom to the nervous kids like us
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| ascending glow
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| Iʼd never need a ride home
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| be somewhere else
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| and always keep my mouth shut
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| oh so it goes
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| cause now I need a ride home
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| freedom for all of the nervous ones
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| one way out is to whine
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| one way in is to count the good things
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| itʼs your life- donʼt be scared
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| you know mud it leads to a lotus
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| you canʼt get there without that step and I ask
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| do you feel trapped inside yourself?
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| Iʼll be your friend no matter what
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| mud it can hurt so bad that you canʼt tell your head
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| from your palms and your plans
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| oh how I left humming songs
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| and now I need a ride home
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| wave without gloves
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| and never keep my eyes closed
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| some time isnʼt slow
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| so now I need a ride home
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| freedom to the nervous kids like us
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| ascending glow
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| Iʼd never need a ride home
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| be somewhere else
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| and always keep my mouth shut
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| oh so it goes
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| cause now I need a ride home
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| freedom for all of the nervous ones |