| You’ve been working on a song all day long
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| As if your life and your future were at stake
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| You’ve been struggling and striking out words
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| And you don’t have what it takes
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| You’re beginning to fear the next five years
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| How right you are cause you don’t have any plan
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| You’re wondering: when will my future come?
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| When does this boring present end?
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| Oh and it’s growing inside of me
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| (and it’s growing inside of me) x2
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| It’s gonna break out of my chest that’s how I feel
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| (I can tell I’m moving on) x2
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| And I gotta do something about it
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| (and it’s growing inside of me) x2
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| I’ve gotta find a way to fight the fear
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| (I can tell I’m moving on)
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| You wake and yawn and realization dawns
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| How clueless you’ve always been
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| Cause a lead ballon is growing in your gut
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| You get cold sweats at night when your eyes are shut
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| You’re beginning to fear the next fifteen years
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| How right you are cause you don’t have any clue
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| You’re wondering: when will my future come?
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| When will the tedium end? |
| What am I to do?
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| Oh and it’s growing inside of me
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| (and it’s growing inside of me) x2
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| It’s gonna break out of my chest that’s how I feel
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| (I can tell I’m moving on) x2
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| And I gotta do something about it
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| (and it’s growing inside of me) x2
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| I’ve gotta find a way to fight the fear
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| (I can tell I’m moving on)
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| (and it’s growing inside of me) x2
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| (I can tell I’m moving on) x2 |