| I can barely even talk about it now
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| But I don’t know any other way out
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| I have pushed myself so hard for all the years
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| Still it’s not clear, what for
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| All the roads I drive no longer lead me home
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| I could fill an ocean with all that I don’t know
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| I was safer in the insides of those walls
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| But that’s not all there is
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| I know everything falls apart
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| Just wasn’t ready for life to hit that hard
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| Like the narrow space between the start and the end
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| Or the mirror that is now and then
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| Or the insides that are showing through my skin
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| They’re paper thin
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| Whn your biggest fear, it ends up coming tru
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| That’s when you find out what you have inside of you
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| I am braver than I ever could have known
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| These days have shown that to me
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| I know everything falls apart
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| Just wasn’t ready for life to hit that hard
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| Like the narrow space between the start and the end
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| Or the mirror that is now and then
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| Or the insides that are showing through my skin
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| They’re paper thin
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| I feel my eyes adjusting to the dark
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| I can see the light of far-off stars
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| If I let myself get far enough away
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| From the city of our lives
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| Like the hold I never really have
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| I’m getting older, it’s not all in my hands
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| But I will not be afraid
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| Of the insides that are showing through my skin
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| I’m paper thin
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| I’m paper thin now
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| I’m paper thin now
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| I’m paper thin |