| I used to carry the weight of the world
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| On my shoulder
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| But now that I am getting older
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| I can’t keep stressing over this petty shit
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| The stress will kill you
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| If you allow it
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| Through cloudy eyes, it’s hard to see
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| The bright side to everything
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| We gotta learn to love ourselves
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| No matter on earth, no matter in hell
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| Because when we die, we carry the
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| Same old problems
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| So in this life, let’s try to resolve 'em
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| Through cloudy eyes, it’s hard to see
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| The bright side to everything
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| We all have pain a time or two
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| But don’t let it get to you
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| Through time all wounds will heal
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| And old skin will start to peel
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| Ooh oh Ooooh
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| Through cloudy eyes, it’s hard to see
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| The bright side to everything
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| We all have pain a time or two
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| But don’t let it get to you
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| In time all wounds will heal
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| And old skin will start to peel |