| Be more than just a copy?
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| Or am I living in a world stuck on repeat?
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| Repeat, repeat!
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| I know, I should find comfort, in similarities
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| But instead it’s draining me of any creativity (creativity)
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| And now I fear we’re merely tracing outlines
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| Left by others over time
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| I’ve been on the search for reason (for reason)
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| Looking to make sense of my life
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| While breaking down true meaning!
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| Will all I ever say, (ever say!)
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| Be more than just a copy?
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| Or am I living in a world stuck on repeat?
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| (Repeat, repeat!)
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| Let’s go!
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| How many times (how many times)
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| Can we use the same old played out lines?
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| (Sever the ties, open your eyes!)
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| I’ve heard this shit a thousand times
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| I know I’m guilty and so I’ll still be
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| Searching for my way out of this maze!
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| Do I have nothing new to add?
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| Do I have nothing left to offer?
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| The scary part of it all
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| Is that everything I’m saying has been said before
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| So say your line and move along, move along!
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| I’ve been so scared of getting older
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| Pushing 27 now with nothing to show for
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| The time spent and dedication
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| Spilling out my guts onto this piece of paper
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| Yeah!
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| Can I find my way through this maze before it turns to gray?
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| Will I ever be, anything more than a fucking copy?!
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| Will I ever be, anything, anything at all?!
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| Anything at all!
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| Can I find my way through this maze before it turns to gray?! |