| Out of tune piano, you’re looking like my life
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| All the keys are here, but they don’t sound quite right
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| Out of tune piano, you’re bringing me down, down
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| Make me face all my fears, cut me open like a knife, ah
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| Try to bleed out all of my doubt
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| Try to silence all my tyrants
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| They’re so heavy, pulling me deeper into the ground
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| But my heart resounds with
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| Love yourself, my dear
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| La-la-la-love yourself, my dear
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| Go on and love yourself, my dear
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| La-la-la-love yourself, my dear
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| Do I make myself clear?
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| Out of tune piano, take me back to the day (Back to the day)
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| When all my demons were small, I didn’t know them by name
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| Out of tune piano, give me some clarity
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| Where I don’t feel like I’m sinking into the depths of the sea
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| Try to bleed out all of my doubt
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| Try to silence all my tyrants
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| They’re so heavy, pulling me deeper into the ground
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| But my heart resounds with
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| Love yourself, my dear
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| La-la-la-love yourself, my dear
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| Go on and love yourself, my dear
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| La-la-la-love yourself, my dear
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| Oh, these words are hardest to say
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| When you never see yourself that way
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| Love yourself, my dear
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| La-la-la-love yourself, my dear
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| Do I make myself clear?
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| Celebrate your struggle and know that it’s a gift
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| Entertain all your troubles with the wind, let them drift
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| Because the worst of times
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| Could be the best of times for someone else’s trip
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| Taste the salt in your tears
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| Knowing that it’s the foundation beneath your ship
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| La la la la la la
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| La la la, la la la la la la
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| La la la, la la la la la la
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| La la la, la la la la la la
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| La la la, la la la la la la
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| La la la, la la la la la la
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| La la la, la la la la la la
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| La la la, la la la la la la
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| Love yourself, my dear
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| La-la-la-love yourself, my dear
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| Go on and love yourself, my dear
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| La-la-la-love yourself, my dear
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| Oh, these words are hardest to say
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| When you never see yourself that way
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| Love yourself, my dear
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| La-la-la-love yourself, my dear
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| Do I make myself clear? |