| Here I am, wasting my breath again
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| Taking up oxygen
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| I’ll never be president
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| Here I am, throwing it out again
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| There’s nobody listening
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| This used to be interesting
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| But now it’s so hesitant
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| Probably never be anything
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| And it feels like I’m walkin'
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| Under water
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| There was a time when the late night was everything
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| Alone and imagining
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| The door was just opening
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| But now it feels like nothing was happening
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| It’s not worth remembering
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| My patience is wearing thin
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| And you can tell me I’m arrogant
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| But man, I could have been anything, oh
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| And now it feels like I’m walkin'
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| You know it feels like I’m walkin'
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| Under water
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| There you are, you white North American
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| Prone to embarrassment
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| Now you’re out of your element
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| It feels like there’s only one way to settle this
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| Fakin' intelligence
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| Pretend that you’re confident
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| No one will see just how desperate
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| You are to be relevant, oh oh
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| And it’ll feel like you’re walkin'
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| It’s gonna feel like you’re walkin'
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| On water
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| It’s gonna feel like you’re walkin'
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| Under water |