| They’re like a road map to show you the way
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| No tomorrow if there’s no today, 'cause
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| Time will take all we’ve left, we’ve only now
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| So fly away, hold your breath and don’t look down
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| What becomes of us? | 
| If our mistakes are the sum of us
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| Missing all the beauty right in front of us
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| Here we are
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| Our pride got a hold of us
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| One road too far
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| Our past blindfolding us
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| Here we are
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| Our world in front of us
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| If we lose our path
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| Then what becomes of us?
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| Oh-oh-oh
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| Oh-oh-oh
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| Every road of my life, I’ve had to build across a broken divide
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| Cornered animals only know how to fight, so why’s it feel like
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| For winning every argument, I lose a little part of us?
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| If I concede that I could be the feud within this partnership
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| Then I don’t know where I stand, maybe lately
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| I been focused on my own just trying to broker a plan
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| If everything’s left unspoken then I know that we’re damned
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| And we’ll keep drowning with this weight tied to both of our hands
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| But don’t mistake my silence for my withdraw
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| 'Cause only people caught inside a war say it’s worth fighting for
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| If this encompasses us, what becomes of us?
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| Missing all the beauty right in front of us
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| Here we are
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| Our pride got a hold of us
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| One road too far
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| Our past blindfolding us
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| Here we are
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| Our world in front of us
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| If we lose our path
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| Then what becomes of us?
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| Oh-oh-oh
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| Oh-oh-oh
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| Asked a friend a question, said
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| «How much do you drink at night? | 
| 'Cause that’s how much I spill»
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| I tried to drown my demons, but my demons they grew gills, I
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| Feel I have no chill but don’t want my heart to give 'cause
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| I’m a father and I’ve got two other hearts to live for
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| Frida said, «Viva La Vida'»
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| I’ma meet her on the other side and fall at her feet I’ve
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| Never heard such good advice, not here to pass the time
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| I’m here to map a story on my face with laughter lines, right?
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| We can’t see the path sometimes 'cause of our busy lives, like
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| We can’t see the stars at night 'cause of the city lights, I
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| Need to step away and find my balance
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| Redecorate my mind palace, my, my, Alice
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| I went down the rabbit-hole to find my sadness
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| And crush it like it’s Adderall, I mind my manners
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| And try to be kind when I find my answers
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| I’m going to be fine
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| Here we are (Are)
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| Our pride got a hold of us
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| One road too far
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| Our past blindfolding us
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| Here we are (Here we are)
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| Our world in front of us (Ooh)
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| If we lose our path
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| Then what becomes of us? | 
| (Of us?)
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| Oh-oh-oh
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| Oh-oh-oh
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| Oh-oh-oh |