| I had the boots, the cape‚ my shield‚ and I’d take on the world
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| And I always won
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| I was a renegade‚ a kid that played up in the clouds
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| Too close to the sun
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| But when did I trade in the cape for concrete?
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| When did the weight of the world get heavy?
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| When did the hero in me get scared of heights?
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| I want the sky back in my hands
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| I want the feel back in my dance
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| Growing up doesn’t have to mean
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| I lose the cape, the faith, the dream
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| I’m so done with that
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| I’m takin' it back
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| I’m takin' it back
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| I’m takin' it back to when the slightest wind would pick me up
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| And take me anywhere
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| But when did the magic turn into logic?
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| When did the «have it» turn into «lost it»?
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| When did the hero in me get scared of heights?
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| I want the sky back in my hands
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| I want the feel back in my dance
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| Growing up doesn’t have to mean
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| I lose the cape‚ the faith, the dream
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| I’m so done with that
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| I’m takin' it back
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| I’m takin' it back
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| I’m takin' it back
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| And I had the boots, the cape‚ my shield, and I’d take on the world
|
| And I always won
|
| I want the sky back in my hands
|
| I want the feel back in my dance
|
| Growing up doesn’t have to mean
|
| I lose the cape, the faith, the dream
|
| I’m so done with that
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| I’m takin' it back
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| I’m takin' it back
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| I’m takin' it back
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| I’m takin' it back, back, back |