| Hangin' on a flag pole
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| Lookin' like a freak show
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| Everyone of us has done it
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| Jumpin' into sinkin' sand
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| Tryin' to forget it
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| Blamin' someone else
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| «They made me do it»
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| Shedding every ounce of faith
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| Sucking every cell away
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| Caving into every impulse
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| Stuck inside this lonely face
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| Hiding every scar and stain
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| Busted in a Tarantino movie
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| Shoulda, coulda, woulda, shut up
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| I wished I kept my mouth shut
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| 'Cause I can’t change anything I did
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| Every secret that I hide
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| Keeps me locked up deep inside
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| Starin' at the future
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| Draggin' every footstep
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| Maybe there’s another way out
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| Tell me there’s another place
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| Tell me there’s another day
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| Tell me there’s another way out
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| Shoulda, coulda, woulda, shut up
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| I wished I kept my mouth shut
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| 'Cause I can’t change anything I did
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| Every secret that I hide
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| Keeps me locked up deep inside
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| Wanna reach back
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| Wanna reach back
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| Wanna reach back
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| Wanna reach back
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| Wanna reach back
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| Back in
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| Wanna reach back
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| Wanna-wanna reach back
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| Wanna reach back
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| Wanna reach back
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| Wanna reach back in
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| Wanna-wanna reach-reach back
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| Wanna reach back-back
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| Wanna-wanna reach back
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| Wanna reach
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| I’ll start in the center
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| I’ll work in a mirror
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| Want somethin' for lust
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| I’ll run from the lust
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| I’ll wake in the mornin'
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| Walk in the sunlight
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| Never again, no regrets
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| Nothin' to make me say I…
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| Shoulda, coulda, woulda, shut up
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| I wished I kept my mouth shut
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| 'Cause I can’t change anything I did
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| Every secret that I hide
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| Keeps me locked up deep inside |