| Covered in mud we try to stand tall
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| Sometimes the world itself doesn’t seem to know
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| What it’s turning for
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| And its crazy mess
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| Comparing more to less
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| We try to do what’s best
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| And after things that won’t last
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| Either adjust or become a misfit
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| How dare you think different than what they tell you?
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| How dare you wear different than what the chose for you?
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| No you are not good enough, not smart enough
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| No, you’re not enough, so
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| You try to do what’s best
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| And after things that won’t last
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| Either adjust or become a misfit
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| A misfit
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| Believe in good, not the best
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| That said by somebody else
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| I’d rather be a fallen star than be stuck in darkness
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| As a star, as a star, as a star, as a star
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| Covered in mud we try to stand tall
|
| Sometimes the world itself doesn’t seem to know
|
| What it’s turning for
|
| And its crazy mess
|
| Comparing more to less
|
| We try to do what’s best
|
| And after things that won’t last
|
| Either adjust or become a misfit
|
| How dare you think different than what they tell you?
|
| How dare you wear different than what the chose for you?
|
| No you are not good enough, not smart enough
|
| No, you’re not enough, so
|
| You try to do what’s best
|
| And after things that won’t last
|
| Either adjust or become a misfit
|
| A misfit
|
| Believe in good, not the best
|
| That said by somebody else
|
| I’d rather be a fallen star than be stuck in darkness
|
| Believe in good, not the best
|
| That said by somebody else
|
| I’d rather be a fallen star than be stuck in darkness
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| As a star, as a star, as a star, as a star |