| You should seen it before you jumped on in
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| And realized that if you look before you leap
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| Then you decide to sink or swim
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| But you dove into that social pool
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| Powdering your nose huh
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| And going home with people that you hardly even know
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| And you’re a ghost
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| Now look at you, you hardly even speak
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| Haven’t woken up to the thought of getting clean in fuckin' weeks
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| And if you did, I guarantee you’d never leave the sheets
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| Home alone until that fix comes, put you on your feet
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| And some blame it on the city, some blame it on the streets
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| Some bury it inside beneath that dream of being free
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| But I can see it in your eyes
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| That you’re aware of what it needs
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| How you feel like it’s the only thing in love that doesn’t leave
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| And it’s a shame, cause I remember life without the games
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| And the bittersweet acknowledgement of how it’s gonna change
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| But the rain can’t wash you if you’re laying in the dirt
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| And the pain can’t change you if you blame it on the hurt
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| So god help us. |
| (x4)
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| I mean look at you, Mr. I-don't-even-have-a-clue
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| Mr. get-it-right-the-first-time or shut it down from you
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| Cause you’re the boss, and Daddy taught you how to be a man
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| Via stepping out on Mommy and releasing with your hands
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| And now it hurts, cause you can’t even question what is right
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| Life is nothing but a challenge and you want to win the fight
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| So go ahead, try and make that old man proud
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| And beat that last remaining angel off your shoulder to the ground
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| And then escape
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| Slap the world steady in its face and make moves on em
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| Force em all to cater to your taste
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| Exterminate the good in you that tried to fly away
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| When you figured out the only human part of you is pain
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| And then it raised you
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| Sunk its dirty fangs into your drained roots
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| Threw you to the fire
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| When you thought that you were flame proof
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| So that’s the reason why you’re sinking alone
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| And going home without a rescuer and drinking alone
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| So god help us. |
| (x4)
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| Now jump, yeah jump into the fire, just jump
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| Yeah jump into the fire, just jump, yeah jump into the fire
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| You’re Mommy’s little angel, I’m Daddy’s little squire. |
| (x2) |