| We are thaught to always find the silver lining
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| To push forward without all the fussing and whining
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| That theres no rainbows without the rain
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| But what if right now I need to bask in this pain
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| Let lose a rage I once used to tame
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| I see my adolescent rosy cheeks turning gray
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| The color fades along with my ability to make the right choices
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| Left is right, right is left, forward is back and I’ve lost my way
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| My compass broke along with the organ that once kept me alive
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| When you ripped out my heart did you rip out my eyes
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| Numbing what’s left of my hollow insides
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| With poisons and everything my tastebuds despise
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| But this is a first
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| I’m spiraling out
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| Now it’s my turn
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| To raise hell and be loud
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| I keep on losing all of my headphones
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| Blacking out in cars home
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| Can I face the music alone?
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| I was always burying my secrets
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| The demons started creeping
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| Up along my skin and through my bones
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| Watch as I’m running away
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| Just let me go
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| I’m not gonna stay
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| Now it’s my turn
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| To be the crazy one
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| To finally come undone
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| To go and let the house just burn
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| To mess the system up
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| So I’ma raise a cup
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| And celebrate until I learn
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| That you can chase the sun
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| That you can fake the fun
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| And all the poison makes it worse
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| But it’s my turn
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| It’s my turn
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| Turn
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| Turn
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| Turn
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| I know you’ve got your versions of the story
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| I’m sick of saying sorry
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| I’m sick of always having to explain
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| Couldn’t breathe underneath all the pressure
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| So pain, it became pleasure
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| Living for you, didn’t know my name
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| Watch as I’m running away
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| Just let me go
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| I’m not gonna stay
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| Now it’s my turn
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| To be the crazy one
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| To finally come undone
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| To go and let the house just burn
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| To mess the system up
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| So I’ma raise a cup
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| And celebrate until I learn
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| That you can chase the sun
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| That you can fake the fun
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| And all the poison makes it worse
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| But it’s my turn
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| It’s my turn (Hey)
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| Turn
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| Turn
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| Turn (Hey)
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| That you can chase the sun
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| That you can fake the fun
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| And all the poison makes it worse
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| But it’s my turn
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| It’s my turn
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| Watch as I’m running away
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| Just let me go
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| I’m not gonna stay
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| Now it’s my turn
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| To be the crazy one
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| To finally come undone
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| To go and let the house just burn
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| To mess the system up
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| So I’ma raise a cup
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| And celebrate until I learn
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| That you can chase the sun
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| That you can fake the fun
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| And all the poison makes it worse
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| But it’s my turn
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| It’s my turn
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| Turn
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| Turn
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| Turn (Hey)
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| That you can chase the sun
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| That you can fake the fun
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| And all the poison makes it worse
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| But it’s my turn
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| It’s my turn |