| Don’t get ahead of yourself
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| You’re running too fast 'fore you learn how to walk
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| And now you’re on crutches
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| Learn who you are, better learn how to talk
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| Before they push your buttons
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| 'Cause nobody cares 'bout the things that you want
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| You’ve gotta go and get 'em
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| 'Cause nobody cares 'bout the things that you want
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| Nobody
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| I’m tearing down the walls
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| I’m storming in like thunder
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| 'Cause I’m tired of waiting for better days, better days
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| Who made the rules this hard?
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| Sometimes it makes me wonder
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| 'Cause I’m tired of waiting for better days, better days
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| I keep to myself
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| If everyone wants a little piece of my heart
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| Then I cut it with precision
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| But nobody cares 'bout the things that I want
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| I’ve been feeling pulled down by the weight
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| Counting down all the days
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| Gonna watch the world end as I lay where the flowers don’t grow
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| I’m only learning how to crawl
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| It’s a cruel cruel world and I’m at war
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| A naive smile on my face
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| When I’m crossing the road I’m not looking both ways
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| I’m tearing down the walls
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| I’m storming in like thunder
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| 'Cause I’m tired of waiting for better days, better days
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| Who made the rules this hard?
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| Sometimes it makes me wonder
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| 'Cause I’m tired of waiting for better days, better days
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| No matter what they say, yeah, better hold your head up, no way out
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| No matter what they say, yeah, better hold your head up, no way out
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| No matter what they say, yeah, better hold your head up, no way out
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| No matter what they say, yeah, better hold your head up, no way out
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| No matter what they say, yeah, better hold your head up, no way out
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| No matter what they say, yeah, better hold your head up, no way out
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| No matter what they say, yeah, better hold your head up, no way out
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| No matter what they say, yeah, better hold your head up, no way out |