| My old man he kicked me out
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| He kicked me out
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| When I told him I lived this way
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| I lived this way, I lived this way
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| I lived this way, I lived this way
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| I lived this way, I lived this way
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| He doesn’t own me He doesn’t own me He doesn’t own me Just escape
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| Arrows were falling
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| Arrows were falling
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| Arrows were falling
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| Arrows were falling
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| The black rinse align your face
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| Like a deer drinking water in a picture frame
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| I swear to god I’ve seen those eyes
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| The back of my lids when closing mine
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| With clasped hands we shake it out
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| We shake it out
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| Lay some boots and we walk away
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| I felt slightly connect to him
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| And said now boy, no you own me Arrows were falling
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| Arrows were falling
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| Arrows were falling
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| Arrows were falling
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| Yeah, yeah
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| He doesn’t sleep
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| So in truth he never wakes up Another day rushing to his death
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| Out of breath on the treadmill of the famous
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| He makes mistakes tells stories to his paintbrush
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| And when the world finally sees his art
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| He wishes that he never would have made it Just escape, just escape ricochets
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| And eclipses faith living in a city
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| With a grey umbrella over your shoulders
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| And you’re becoming suffocated by the weight
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| Can’t hit those breaks
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| This is what you wanted, huh
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| But you got it all in vein cause you forgot who you are
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| Right as the world learned your name it goes
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| Arrows were falling
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| Arrows were falling
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| Arrows were falling
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| Arrows were falling
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| Let me ash my issues
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| Ashtray in this asphalt
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| American spirits
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| Black coffee, conversations and a passport
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| When god gives you everything, everything
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| That you ever asked for and it still looks a bit different
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| Then when you pictured it on that back porch
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| And I’m gone world travellet all I got is my songs
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| When the nights start blending into one another and I don’t recall Tom Petty in this motherf*cker
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| All I wanna do is free fall
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| Yeah free fall
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| And I’m so caught up
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| I’m caught up, I’m caught up And I’m so tired, swore that I wouldn’t
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| Stare into the light
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| And guess who tried it Sh*t I’m blinded by this lime light
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| This lime light, it’s all night, it’s all day
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| These bright lights, these bright lights
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| Once you turn 'em on You can’t walk away, don’t die here
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| Don’t die here
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| I came too far, I’m too great
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| But I’m too scared and I’m too afraid
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| Afraid to stare this world into its face
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| I’m almost done, I’m driving lost
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| My eyelids closed, light turns to gret
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| The cameras off, the show is over
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| You close the curtains and just escape
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| Arrows were falling
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| Arrows were falling
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| Arrows were falling
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| Arrows were falling
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| I live this way
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| I live this way
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| I live this way
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| I live this way
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| I live this way
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| I live this way
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| I live this way |