| Well, I come a long way from the trips and the shaky hands
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| If you’re lookin' down on me, I could really give a good goddamn
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| Lotta miles, lotta folds, I’m still findin' out who I am
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| Lotta miles, lotta folds, I’m still findin' out who I am
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| And every time, it’s my fault somehow
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| Now I know why you don’t trust me now
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| Every time, it’s my fault somehow
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| Don’t you tread on me
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| I could hardly sleep, so I don’t
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| And I could hardly speak, so I won’t
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| Don’t you tread on me
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| I could hardly sleep, so I don’t
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| And I could hardly speak, so I won’t
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| Well, I come a long way from the tricks and the easy love
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| I’ve been stitchin' up my mind
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| I’ve been tryin' not to hold that grudge
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| Lotta miles, lotta folds, I’m still tryin' just to get back up
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| Lotta miles, lotta folds, I’m still tryin' just to get back up
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| Don’t you tread on me
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| I could hardly sleep, so I don’t
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| And I could hardly speak, so I won’t
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| Don’t you tread on me
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| I could hardly sleep, so I don’t
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| And I could hardly speak, so I won’t
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| I’m tryna live in the moment like you told me
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| I’m tryna control it without givin' it up
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| I’m a soldier and I’m on my feet for now
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| I gotta live in the moment like you told me
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| I gotta control it without givin' it up
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| I’m a soldier and I’m on my feet for now
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| If you’re lookin' down on me, I could really give a good goddamn
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| Don’t you tread on me
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| I could hardly sleep, so I don’t
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| And I could hardly speak, so I won’t (Baby, don’t tread)
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| Don’t you tread on me
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| I could hardly sleep, so I don’t
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| And I could hardly speak, so I won’t |