| you wrestle yourself to the ground
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| you springboard and kick yourself in the mouth
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| cause all of that drama, that embarrassed charade
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| couldn’t stop you or settle you down
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| so you got back with your black hole
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| and you don’t care who’s out there or who knows
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| cause you’re spent and you’re sad
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| cause you’ve bronzed it, it’s your badge
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| and you’ve fixed it to all your clothes
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| every t-shirt and overcoat
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| so it’s with you through hot or cold
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| but i would tear it from the cloth
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| yeah, i would tear it from the cloth
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| grow up and knock it off
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| cause there’s a world awake outside
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| with injustice and music and july, july
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| with history’s arc,
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| with your family,
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| with art.
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| but it don’t mean nothing
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| not to you, not tonight
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| you can’t see past the length of your nose
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| the biggest problems, well you’re sure they’re your own
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| that girl you cut loose
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| those two friends that cursed you
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| and all that powder that you can’t leave alone
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| and you say, you know, you know, you know
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| but i know that you don’t, you don’t, you don’t
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| cause if you did, you’d really try
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| if you did, you’d really try to let all that die
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| so marry yourself to your work
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| and crowd your confusion with words
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| then round out your life with some records you like
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| while you bury your love in the dirt
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| cause it’s endless, the ditch you can dig
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| you’re stubborn, and you’re prideful, and you’re all over it
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| so i suggest you make sense of the time you’ve got left
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| so you don’t end up back where you’ve been
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| and you say you won’t, you won’t, you won’t
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| and i hope that you don’t, you don’t, you don’t
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| but if you mean it, then stand up and fight
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| but if you mean it, then stand up and fight
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| cause i mean, it’s only your life
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| i mean it’s only your life
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| to fix or ruin
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| to figure what to do with
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| it’s only your life
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| to fix or ruin
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| cause no one else is going to do it
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| cause it’s only your life |