| Working my way up that ladder of success
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| Never knew how high to climb
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| Lost my footing time and time again
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| Never gave up, no I never stopped trying
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| Never sure what lies ahead of me
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| Can’t keep myself from looking behind
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| Hard to believe in anything
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| When you’re down or looking way up high
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| I believe in the devil, yeah, I see him all the time
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| Every morning in the mirror like he’s looking me in the eyes
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| And I would play my part, but I realize
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| That I’m always running short or running out on someone else’s time
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| Yeah, yeah
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| Yeah, yeah
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| Yeah, yeah
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| Yeah, yeah
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| I wish one day that I could walk straight through hell
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| And ask for all those wishes back
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| And in my twisted parody of self
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| I’d get a rush from all the things that I lack
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| I had that feeling just the other day
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| Something left me down and turn around
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| Hard to believe in an easier way
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| When every road I take keeps leading me down
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| But I believe in heaven, yeah, I see it all the time
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| In the face of a stranger like it’s looking me in the eyes
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| And I would play until the bottom of the curtain bends
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| But every solid beginning needs a solid end
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| Yeah, yeah
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| Yeah, yeah
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| Yeah, yeah
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| Yeah, yeah |