| Not quite a saint nor a sinner
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| So don’t bother saving no souls
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| And with each year these roads get thinner
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| Don’t fear walking them alone
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| Farewell old hell for now
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| 'Cause in the gaze of some eyes
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| I get carried away
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| Feel my chest start to swell
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| And my feet start to sway
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| Tread into new ground
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| A priority change
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| So here’s your prize, chicken dinner
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| Try cashing it back at home
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| And I still belong, I’m a swimmer
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| Stuck in this binary code
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| Farewell old hell for now
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| 'Cause in the gaze of some eyes
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| I get carried away
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| Feel my chest start to swell
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| And my feet start to sway
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| Tread into new ground
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| A priority change
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| Yeah, in the gaze of some eyes
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| I get carried away
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| Feel my chest start to swell
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| And my feet start to sway
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| Tread into new ground
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| A priority change
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| All you can do is pray
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| We both
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| Want the same things
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| All you can do is pray
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| We both
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| Want the same things
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| I feel me slipping away
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| With flags left astray
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| All to climb out my sunken days
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| But yeah, I’m slipping away
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| With flags left astray
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| All to climb out my sunken days
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| And in the haze of my eyes
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| I feel I’m getting played
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| Feel my chest start to sink
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| My feet are running away
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| But I’m stuck in the sand
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| Oh God, I’m feeling the same |