| Live your life
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| Outside the box they’ve built around you
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| What are you afraid of?
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| And is it haunting today?
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| All the times that I’ve let you down
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| Count them on your shaking hands and strike me down
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| Well I wasn’t gonna talk about it
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| But I was hoping that you’d ask
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| You said I sound fed up
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| Said I always look down
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| I keep myself to myself
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| Then complain that I’m alone
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| In a world that doesn’t work
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| In a world that doesn’t work
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| Going 12 Rounds with myself
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| I said to my old man I was fed up of it all
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| Reassuring words and a warm smile
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| Are you where? |
| are you where? |
| are you where?
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| Are you where you want to be?
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| Well I wasn’t gonna talk about it
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| But I was hoping that you’d ask
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| You said I sound fed up
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| Said I always look down
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| I keep myself to myself
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| Then complain that I’m alone
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| In a world that doesn’t work
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| In a world that doesn’t work
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| Nothing feels good
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| Like it looks in the pictures
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| Where do I start?
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| No money, no mates, no heart
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| Well I wasn’t gonna talk about it
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| But I was hoping that you’d ask
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| You said I sound fed up
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| Said I always look down
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| I keep myself to myself
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| Then complain that I’m alone
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| In a world that doesn’t work
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| In a world that doesn’t work |