| I don’t need to tell you how it felt
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| To watch the world around me crumble and melt
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| I don’t need to explain all the sorrow and the pain
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| Cause I’m guessing you’ve been there too
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| I don’t need to tell you what it’s like
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| To have the stress of something keep you up at night
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| I don’t need to fill you in
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| On all the places that I’ve been
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| Cause I’m guessing you’ve been there too
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| Cause we all walk in a pair of shoes
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| We all hope that we bounce more than we bruise
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| And it don’t matter how much you spend
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| It only matters in the end
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| That your soul don’t wear right through
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| I could tell you about when I was a kid
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| About all the friends I had and all the things we did
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| I could take the time to say
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| That it’s hard to see things change
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| But I’m guessing you’ve been there too
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| Cause we all walk in a pair of shoes
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| We all hope that we bounce more than we bruise
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| And it don’t matter how much you spend
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| It only matters in the end
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| That your soul don’t wear right through
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| We all walk in a pair of shoes
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| We all hope that we bounce more than we bruise
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| And it don’t matter how much you spend
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| It only matters in the end
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| That your soul don’t wear right through
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| That your soul don’t wear right through |