| Never to be torn apart
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| Never to be torn apart
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| Never to be torn apart
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| Never to be torn apart
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| Torn apart
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| Cause these lines, these lines
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| They give me butterflies every time
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| Got thoughts playing tricks in the back of my mind
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| Should I stay or should I go this time?
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| Cause these lines, these lines
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| Represent the heart and the mind
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| Which one am I gonna choose this time?
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| God knows everybody walks these lines
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| Come on, these voices keep callin' me
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| They want to degrade my economy
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| Want me to be part of their colony
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| So I keep shakin' 'em off of me
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| But they keep invading my property
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| Cause they wanna play my monopoly
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| Their sole objective is stoppin' me
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| But I know they ain’t effectin' the prophecy
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| And yet I’m an anomaly
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| If I try to live properly
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| It’s like a human dichotomy
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| But it’s feelin' more like a lobotomy
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| Even when I don’t wanna be
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| I can still feel them follow me
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| God, help me break this anatomy
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| Hate this so badly, I’m fakin' normality, go
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| Everybody walks these lines
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| Which one am I gonna choose this time?
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| Never to be torn apart
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| Never to be torn apart
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| Never to be torn apart
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| Never to be torn apart
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| Torn apart
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| Cause these lines, these lines
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| They give me butterflies every time
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| Got thoughts playing tricks in the back of my mind
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| Should I stay or should I go this time?
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| Cause these lines, these lines
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| Represent the heart and the mind
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| Which one am I gonna choose this time?
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| God knows everybody walks these lines
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| And I know I’m still learnin' but
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| I’m a foot on the path of discernment
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| I’m determined to come to terms with the sermon
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| I heard when it told me to turn 'em in
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| But you still wanna play in my tournament
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| And come set up ya tent at my Burning Man
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| Even though the decision was permanent
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| You try to deter it, like you never heard of it
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| Now pretend I just let it go
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| And kept letting you fly in my terminals
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| My London bridges be burnin' up
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| I think I’ve heard enough, I think you’ve hurt enough
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| Conservative words can be murders
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| All I know is ain’t no one deservin' this
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| Lord, please take these burdens, it’s pertinent
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| I can’t keep swervin' in and out of servanthood
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| Everybody walks these lines
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| Which one am I gonna choose this time?
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| Never to be torn apart
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| Never to be torn apart
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| Never to be torn apart
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| Never to be torn apart
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| Torn apart
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| Cause these lines, these lines
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| They give me butterflies every time
|
| Got thoughts playing tricks in the back of my mind
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| Should I stay or should I go this time?
|
| Cause these lines, (these lines) these lines (these lines)
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| Represent the heart and the mind
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| Which one am I gonna choose this time?
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| God knows everybody walks these lines (everybody walks these lines)
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| Cause these lines, these lines
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| They give me butterflies every time
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| Got thoughts playing tricks in the back of my mind
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| Should I stay or should I go this time? |
| (everybody walks these lines)
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| Cause these lines, (these lines) these lines (these lines)
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| Represent the heart and the mind
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| Which one am I gonna choose this time?
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| God knows everybody walks these lines |