| You think it’s as easy as flipping a switch!
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| I’m flipping out tryna figure out this problem
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| While keeping my wits!
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| I can’t tell you why I’m risking it all
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| Just to stumble and call it what it is
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| The excession of excess dressed
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| Like it’s got a bold statement to make
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| We gotta take it for good feeling not praised for
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| Somebody to lie to see another meaning inside
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| So how can you
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| Ever understand
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| When nobody’s forcing hands here?
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| You’ve been pointing that finger for way too long
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| It’s time to point it back at yourself!
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| You’re frozen!
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| You’re frozen!
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| The obsession of winning can’t even compare to thirty-thousand hands in the air
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| So who’re ya tryna convince
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| That I shouldn’t be just like this?
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| You said I really shouldn’t live like
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| Really shouldn’t let that
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| Really gotta get my life together before the door closes
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| But how am I the one out in the cold here
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| When you’re the one frozen?
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| So how can you
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| Ever understand
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| When nobody’s forcing hands here?
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| You’ve been pointing that finger for way too long
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| It’s time to point it back at yourself!
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| You’re frozen!
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| You’re frozen!
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| You’re frozen!
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| So how can you
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| Ever understand
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| When nobody’s forcing hands here?
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| You’ve been pointing that finger for way too long
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| It’s time to point it back at yourself!
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| So how can you
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| Ever understand
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| When nobody’s forcing hands here?
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| You’ve been pointing that finger for way too long
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| It’s time to point it back at yourself!
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| You’re frozen!
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| You’re frozen! |