| It’s not a solid, not a soft thing
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| To pull the wool up like a smoke screen
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| Nobody does it like a prophet
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| It’s gone before you know you lost it
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| There are reasons you keep your hands tied
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| There’s certain things you shouldn’t have tried
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| So, if you gotta tell me something
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| You better go from the beginning
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| We all forget to sleep, and crash at someone’s feet
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| Everybody skips a beat
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| We let the chances pass, the few we held so fast
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| Everybody breaks a glass
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| And here, I’m standing in the middle
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| Not just a little, but a hill full
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| Wondering how I got a head cold
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| Wishing I didn’t know what I know
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| It’s never been about the money
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| We’re worthy, or we are not worthy
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| However much you’ve got on your plate
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| You’re as good as you reciprocate
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| We all pretend to keep our tongue out of our cheek
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| Everyone’s the fool they seek
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| We all go off the track, and feel for our way back
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| Everybody breaks a glass
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| Everybody breaks a glass
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| Yeah, Shook
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| Scared to look at peers when they peer back
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| It’s weird how we fear that, it’s weird how we wear masks
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| It appears that we fear our own tears more than tear gas
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| My team’s struggling in years past
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| Looking to draft beer to bring cheers back
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| But then the drinking game’s finished
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| No Guinness, just a clear glass
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| Seeing our real image mirrored back
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| The places that we go to cope, it’s so strange
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| When we’re older folks, it don’t change
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| Trying to hang, we don’t know the ropes
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| When we fall, we got more than our shoulders broke
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| It’s no game, it’s why we overdose on cocaine
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| Get our brains comatose, there’s no blame
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| If you’ve ever know shame, known pain
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| Known days when it really don’t feel okay
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| Somewhere perfection lies, but not for you and I
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| Everybody trips sometimes
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| When cities fall like shacks, walls eventually crack
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| Everybody breaks a glass |