| Don’t let this be my legacy
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| An entire life of self-loving
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| An entire life of questioning me
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| As this has been my history
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| And every misstep I have made
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| Will live two million times a day
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| You should know much better, by now
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| From life, there’s no easy way out
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| I never look back longingly
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| It’s not natural to long for range
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| You’ll be embarrassed by my even take
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| And though the years have soften things
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| I am still the havoc cross I bare
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| I am still the crown of thongs I wear
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| You should know much better, by now
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| From life, there’s no easy way out
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| It is a privilege that you must take
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| There’s no escape, my love
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| There’s no escape
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| There’s no escape, my love
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| There’s no escape
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| You should know much better
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| Back in safe, mundane days
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| by now
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| From life, there’s no easy way out
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| Back in safe, mundane days
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| I used to be a song, da, da, day
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| You should know much better
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| Back in safe, mundane days
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| by now
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| From life, there’s no easy way out
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| Back in safe, mundane days |