| Some days I just feel like
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| I’m in the wrong place at the right time
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| And a long way to go to realize
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| I’ve been standing in the wrong line
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| Funny that you should ask how I’m doing
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| Cause today just seems like a fight
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| All the castles I made turned into ruins
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| Guess I built them too close to the tide
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| And it seems like every street light’s turning red
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| And there’s no right side of the bed
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| And this could all be in my head
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| But right now I’m wondering why why why
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| Some days I just feel like
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| I’m in the wrong place at the right time
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| And a long way to go to realize
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| I’ve been standing in the wrong line
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| Might not be okay, but I’m getting used to feeling this way
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| Might not be okay, but I’m getting used to feeling this way
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| I go right, maybe take a left
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| It doesn’t matter, I move back with each step
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| I know you think that I’m crazy by now
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| But at least I know you know what I’m talking about
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| And it feels like there’s a heartbeat in your chest
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| That doesn’t line up with the rest
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| And this could all be in your head
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| But by now you’re wondering why why why
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| Some days I just feel like
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| I’m in the wrong place at the right time
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| And a long way to go to realize
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| I’ve been standing in the wrong line
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| Might not be okay, but I’m getting used to feeling this way
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| Might not be okay, but I’m getting used to feeling this way
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| They say live for today, but I keep praying for tomorrow
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| And I’m all out of luck, so do you got some I can borrow?
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| Some days I just feel like
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| I’m in the wrong place at the right time
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| And a long way to go to realize
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| I’ve been standing in the wrong line
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| Might not be okay, but I’m getting used to feeling this way
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| Might not be okay, but I’m getting used to feeling this way |