| What are you afraid of?
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| I asked myself with my head in my hands
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| Head in my hands
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| Scared of what I’m made of
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| Scared of what I’m made of
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| Tangled up in this lonely mess
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| Tell me, am I good enough?
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| Strong enough?
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| Special enough?
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| Special enough?
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| Have I worked hard enough?
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| Do I deserve the love?
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| What are you afraid of?
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| This is my life
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| But sometimes it feels like
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| Doing time, doing time
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| No, this ain’t my sentence
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| 'Cause I did no crime
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| This is my life
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| I won’t live it like I’m doing time
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| Whoa-oh, whoa-oh
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| Now I’m telling the truth that I have my doubts
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| I have up days, down days, smiles and frowns
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| At least these days I can see the choice is mine
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| Not scared of the future
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| I am present, I never look behind
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| I never look behind
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| What are you afraid of?
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| This is my life
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| But sometimes it feels like
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| Doing time, doing time
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| No, this ain’t my sentence
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| 'Cause I did no crime
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| This is my life
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| I won’t live it like I’m doing time
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| Whoa-oh, whoa-oh
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| Whoa-oh-oh-oh
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| Whoa-oh, whoa-oh
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| Whoa-oh-oh-oh
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| What are you afraid of?
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| This is my life
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| (This is my life)
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| But sometimes it feels like
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| Doing time (I'm doing time) doing time (doing time)
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| No, this ain’t my sentence
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| 'Cause I did no crime
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| This is my life
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| My life
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| But sometimes it feels like
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| Doing time, doing time
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| No, this ain’t my sentence
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| 'Cause I did no crime
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| This is my life
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| And I won’t live it like I’m doing time
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| No-oh, I’m not doing time |