| Just turn your back on me
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| It seems that I work better that way
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| Funny how things never change
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| Fuck you, your friends, your ways
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| There’s nothing left to say for yourself
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| Make distance, move on and repeat
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| Watcha gonna do when you’ve got something to prove, nothing to lose?
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| Watcha gonna do? |
| Everyone’s counting on you
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| I wanna stand for something real
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| Say something of substance, be honest and shed old ideals
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| So forget my name if you don’t like the way
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| I’ve grown how I’m adjusting with age
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| I promise it won’t change a thing
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| See, I’ve been raised on teeth, from always falling flat on my face
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| Sometimes it’s just best when I bleed
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| I wanna stand for something real
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| Say something of substance, be honest and shed old ideals
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| You’d rather run away than to face it head on
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| Rather hide your face than admit when you’re wrong
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| Say something of substance, be honest, don’t live life in fear
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| Watcha gonna do? |
| Everyone’s counting on you
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| It’s funny how things never change
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| Sometimes it’s just best when I bleed |