| No today I don’t wanna grow up
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| I see the fault in every line
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| The poison’s creeping up my spine
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| Yeah today I just wanna throw up
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| ‘Cuz every word’s a waste of time
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| I see my worth inside your eyes
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| I thought the stars would all align
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| I figured I would be alright
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| But I’m afraid of this
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| The fakes, the fame the godlessness
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| You’re riding alone
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| With nowhere to go
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| No lines on the road
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| Is it worth that feeling?
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| You’re riding alone
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| With nowhere to go
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| Is it worth that feeling?
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| Well today was kind of fucked up
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| I guess I’m meant to feel this way
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| Is there a problem with my brain?
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| Yeah today they were all stuck up
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| I’ve heard that fortune is a race
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| They’ll cut your throat for second place
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| I guess we’re all just misaligned
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| I guess they’re all afraid of time
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| Is meant to burn away
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| They speak of god but stain the page
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| But who would want a perfect life?
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| With nothing wrong, but nothing right?
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| With nothing right?
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| You’re riding alone
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| With nowhere to go
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| No lines on the road
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| Is it worth that feeling?
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| You’re riding alone
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| With nowhere to go
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| Is it worth that feeling?
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| You’re riding alone
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| With nowhere to go
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| No lines on the road
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| Is it worth that feeling?
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| You’re riding alone
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| With nowhere to go
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| No lines on the road
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| Is it worth that feeling?
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| You want truth for your bones?
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| Money can’t make a home
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| You’re scared and you know
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| Yeah I know you feel it
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| You’re riding alone
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| With nowhere to go
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| Is it worth that feeling? |