| Look at yourself
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| Sitting and waiting
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| Look at your days
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| Wasting away
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| Where can you go?
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| And what scares you so?
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| And why does every moment
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| Make this feeling grow
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| Look at yourself
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| Look a bit closer
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| Look at the years
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| Passing you by
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| Life lost all its spark
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| And I’ve lost to the dark
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| And why does nothing
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| Take the edges off
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| Try, try not to get stuck
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| Get stuck into bigger things
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| And bite into bigger dreams
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| What good is a life
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| Spent every day in hiding
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| Your heart, a wild animal
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| Your rib cage a size too small
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| Can you feel it scratch the bone from deep within
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| I fold you a paper crane
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| A soul you can animate
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| With a new life, that you wish you could be leading
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| And if it don’t work out well
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| Just let it all go to hell
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| I hear it’s a most interesting place
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| Just don’t let it go to waste
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| Look at yourself
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| Sitting and waiting
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| Look at your days
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| Wasting away
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| Life lost all its spark
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| And I’ve lost to the dark
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| And why does nothing
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| Take the edges off |