| There’s nothing like it
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| Those dreams where your flying
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| And I hate the wake up, put on my makeup and paint on a smile
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| I give it all, with nothing returning
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| I’m tired of praying, wishing and waiting for nothing to change
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| I’ve walked the line like a tightrope
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| But now it’s the falling that’s my hope
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| Want it to feel like my own life
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| I won’t be left behind
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| I don’t wanna stand on the sideline
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| I don’t wanna pretend it’s all fine
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| I wanna live like it’s the last night, the last fight
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| I won’t be left behind
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| I don’t need easy, just need to be free
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| I found a purpose, deeper than surface and buried my peace
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| And baby I’m changing, can’t fake anymore
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| I’m tired of praying, wishing and waiting, what’s it all for?
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| I’ve walked the line like a tightrope
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| But now it’s the falling that’s my hope
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| Want it to feel like my own life
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| I won’t be left behind
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| I don’t wanna stand on the sideline
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| I don’t wanna pretend it’s all fine
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| I wanna live like it’s the last night, the last fight
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| I won’t be left behind
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| Ohh Ohh
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| Ohh Ohh |
| Ohh Ohh
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| Ohh Ohh
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| I don’t wanna stand on the sideline
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| I don’t wanna pretend it’s all fine
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| I wanna live like it’s the last night, the last fight
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| I won’t be left behind
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| I don’t wanna stand on the sideline |