| The road isn’t wide enough for your kind of car, and you should be tired after
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| travellin' so far
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| The sky isn’t blue enough for your kind of day, the lie isn’t true enough,
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| you’re losing your way
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| The sea isn’t deep enough for your kind of ship, and you should be stronger
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| 'cos you’re using a whip
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| You’re born with a future, you’ll die with a past
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| But your ship will never sail, and your hammer needs a nail
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| And your body’s getting frail, and your eyes are gonna fail
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| Your voice isn’t loud enough for you to be heard, 'cause everyone’s shouting
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| and you can’t find a word
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| For all the silences that last for too long, when everyone’s singing and you
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| don’t know the song
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| Your arms are not long enough to reach for the sky, the time isn’t long enough,
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| we’re all gonna die
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| You’re born with a future, you’ll die with a past
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| But your ship will never sail, and your hammer needs a nail
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| And your body’s getting frail, and your eyes are gonna fail
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| You offer me forbidden fruit,
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| And you know I can’t say no You let me walk you home if I promise to sleep on the floor
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| I’ve heard that before
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| I’ve heard that before
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| She’s a lion and I’m a lamb,
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| And she knows there’s no way I can go She lets me watch her sleeping, making sure she never closes the door
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| I’ve been here before,
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| There’s always one more waiting, waiting
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| You’re born with a future, you’ll die with a past
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| You’re born with a future, you’ll die with a past
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| But your ship will never sail, and your hammer needs a nail
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| And your body’s getting frail, and your eyes are gonna fail |