| Right foot follows left
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| As I strive for progress
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| Take a breath
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| You need to find the pleasure in this
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| Ah hell, do I need to excel?
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| Are we all just matter and cells?
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| Something I ask too often myself
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| Trip and slip through the bogus yard
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| Paced in a mess where things are not true
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| Sat down beside me with our eyes pointed skywards
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| I’ve seemed to find the best in me when I’m with you
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| Bearing all of this alone
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| Bearing all of this alone
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| Bearing all of this alone
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| Bearing all of this alone
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| (Yeah!)
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| Is it them? |
| Is it me?
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| What a strange place to be
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| Fortune from us from afar
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| Said «You'll be what you want, you be who you are»
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| It’s what I want, if that’s what you want?
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| It’s what I want if that’s what you want right now
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| Giving all they have to show
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| Bearing all of this alone
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| Laying down so we can grow
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| Bearing all of this alone
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| Giving all they have to show
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| Laying down so we can grow
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| Finish your beer and throw your bottle
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| Is it them? |
| Is it me?
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| What a strange place to be
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| Fortune from us from afar
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| Said «You'll be what you want, you be who you are»
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| Is it them? |
| Is it me?
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| What a strange place to be
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| Fortune from us from afar
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| Said «You'll be what you want, you be who you are»
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| Who you are |