| Here we are, we are waiting for life to begin
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| And I’m just so bored of innocence
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| And everyone is busy making plans
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| Go ahead, knock yourself out
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| I’m heading out of here to who knows where
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| Maybe I’ll write a song and someone will listen
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| Is that enough to make me happy?
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| Well, I won’t know until I get there
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| I keep talking, but no one listens
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| And I keep hearing things that I can’t understand
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| And I see beauty in resistance
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| And I’m just trying to figure out who I am
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| I’m just trying to figure out who I am
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| In the dark I can feel the weight of the world
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| Pushing down on top of my shoulders
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| You think you’re strong enough to carry it all?
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| Go ahead, knock yourself out
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| I keep talking, but no one listens
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| And I keep hearing things that I can’t understand
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| And I see beauty in resistance
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| And I’m just trying to figure out who I am
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| I’m just trying to figure out who I am
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| I hope all that I’ve learned will make sense
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| When I get there
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| When I get there
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| I hope all that I’ve learned will make sense
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| When I get there
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| When I get there
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| I keep talking, but no one listens
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| And I keep hearing things that I can’t understand
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| And I see beauty in resistance
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| And I’m just trying to figure out who I am
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| I’m just trying to figure out who I am
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| And I hope all that I’ve learned will make sense
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| When I get there |