| Well, I see ya standing there like a rabbit talk
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| And you got those crying eyes
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| Makes me wanna surrender and wrap you in my arms
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| You know I try to live without regrets
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| I’m always moving forward and not looking back
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| But I tend to leave a trail of death while I’m moving ahead
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| So I’m stepping away
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| (Ahhhh…)
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| 'Cause I got nothing to say
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| Feels like, feels like it’s coming
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| It feels like, feels like I’m of coming of age
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| Feels like, feels like it’s coming
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| It feels like, feels like I’m of coming of age
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| And when my fear pulls me out to see
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| And the stars are hidden by my pride and my enemies
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| I seem to hurt the people that I care the most
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| Just like an animal I protect my pride
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| When I’m too bruised to fight
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| And even when I’m wrong I tend to think I’m right
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| Well I’m bored at the thing
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| And too tired to rage
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| Feels like, feels like it’s coming
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| It feels like, feels like I’m of coming of age
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| Feels like, feels like it’s coming
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| It feels like, feels like I’m of coming of age
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| Feels like, feels like it’s coming
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| It feels like, feels like I’m of coming of age
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| Feels like, feels like it’s coming
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| It feels like, feels like I’m of coming of age
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| Feels like, feels like I’m of coming of age
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| Feels like, feels like it’s coming
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| It feels like, feels like I’m of coming of age
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| Feels like, feels like it’s coming
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| It feels like, feels like I’m of coming of age
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| Feels like, feels like it’s coming
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| It feels like, feels like I’m of coming of age |