| Used to hate wakin' up in the morning
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| Up late, tried escapin' the moment
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| Other day I wasn’t up when alarm rang
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| That’s a plane I never showed up for boarding
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| But
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| What is that in the distance?
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| Another cloud in your vision
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| Another trial with no assistance
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| But you gotta try to just flip this
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| Sunshine ain’t a rental
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| A grey sky got potential
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| A great life is all mental
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| Not to mention the nettle ain’t perennial
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| Yeah, I know you’re feeling the burn
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| And everywhere you turn
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| There’s another wrong that emerge
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| Yeah, it’s awful, it hurts
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| Stay strong and up surge
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| There’s no bomb, nor a plum or a palm
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| The calm thoughts belong in the dirt
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| So I ain’t concerned, you gon' get what you deserve
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| But first, you gotta put in that work
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| You cannot mourn and then purge, fuck that!
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| Life’s a never ending search for the glow in the blur
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| Sometimes I wish there was a pill to help my heart (Mads: Just me and my shadow)
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| Or maybe a Band-Aid that could cover up these scars (Mads: Just me and my
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| shadow)
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| But nothing is ever, strong, enough (Mads: Me and my shadow)
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| And nothing is ever, good, enough, no (Mads: Me and my shadow)
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| Oh (Mads: Me and my shadow)
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| Oh (Mads: Me and my shadow)
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| Oh (Mads: Me and my shadow)
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| Oh (Mads: Me and my, shadow)
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| Oh (Mads: Me and my shadow)
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| Oh (Mads: Me and my shadow)
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| Oh (Mads: Just me and my, shadow)
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| Yo, I know you’re trying to stay positive
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| I know you’re trying to stay confident
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| I know you’re trying to stay dominant
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| In a world that is vomitive, they probably turnin' you the opposite
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| You gotta filter out the bullshit
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| I’m feelin' realer when the moon’s lit
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| Not dealin' with the humans, not suited for the foolish, gotta stay booted to
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| the fullest
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| And it’s proven
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| That the kids who ain’t the cutest, are the kids who ain’t included
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| Findin' peace up in their music
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| And I’m speakin' for the wounded, they are seeking someone truer,
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| than a preacher full of rumors, tryna see into the future
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| But I ain’t tryin' to be just another one, thinkin' I’m wicked and
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| Flippin' lines with no undertone
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| Oh right, 'head of my time, yep, shadow
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| The further you walk away from the light and the safezone
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| Sometimes I wish there was a pill to help my heart (Mads: Just me and my shadow)
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| Or maybe a Band-Aid that could cover up these scars (Mads: Just me and my
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| shadow)
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| But nothing is ever, strong, enough (Mads: Me and my shadow)
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| And nothing is ever, good, enough, no (Mads: Me and my shadow)
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| Oh (Mads: Me and my shadow)
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| Oh (Mads: Me and my shadow)
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| Oh (Mads: Me and my shadow)
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| Oh (Mads: Me and my, shadow)
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| Oh (Mads: Me and my shadow)
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| Oh (Mads: Me and my shadow)
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| Oh (Mads: Just me and my, shadow)
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| I used to hate wakin' up in the morning
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| Stayed up late, tried escapin' the moment
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| Other day I wasn’t up when alarm rang
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| That’s a plane, I never showed up for boarding (shadow)
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| My pain, no one saw, I was storing
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| Sorry I was absorbing, rain inside, it was pouring
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| I was holding in stories, wanted to go with no warning
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| I was blaming, not solving, straight frozen in fallin'
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| Blind-folded and crawling, mind closin' the coffin
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| Mind-blowin' distortions, fright pausing emotions
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| I chose to be hopeless, sight broken and poison
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| Yeah, tried to eat me alive, but I’m a snowman
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| I’m kinda callow
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| Livin' to ride home
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| Nothin' inside, no
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| When everything’s hollow
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| But I never stop, no
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| Miracle, I glow
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| Somethin' to follow
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| Me and my shadow
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| I’m kinda callow
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| Livin' to ride home
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| Nothin' inside, no
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| When everything’s hollow
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| But I never stop, no
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| Miracle, I glow
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| Somethin' to follow
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| Me and my shadow
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| Just me and my shadow (uh)
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| Me and my shadow
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| Me and my shadow
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| Me and my, shadow (my shadow)
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| Me and my shadow (my shadow)
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| Me and my shadow (my shadow)
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| Just me and my, shadow |