| I tapered off for the summer
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| Because the winter lasted far too long
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| I found another way to live and I was wondering
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| Do you understand where you went wrong?
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| Well, I won’t let it break me
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| I won’t let it take me hostage
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| I won’t let them shape me
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| Or criticize the shape that I’m in, no
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| I fell asleep and it was autumn
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| I’ll be ready for the spring by June
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| The way we dance around the seasons
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| It’s as if we need a reason not to justify the things we do
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| What’s it gonna take?
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| No, I can’t relate
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| To all this pettiness and people with petty thoughts
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| And it was setting in that I was settling
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| But I won’t let it break me
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| I won’t let it take me hostage
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| I won’t let them shape me
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| Or criticize the shape that I’m in
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| What’s it gonna take to make this real?
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| I’m telling grace
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| To work its way
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| Into my soul
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| Make me whole
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| Let it go
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| Set a goal
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| Take control
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| Change the world
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| I won’t let it break me
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| I won’t let it take me hostage
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| I won’t let them shape me
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| Or criticize the shape that I’m in
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| What’s it gonna take to make this real?
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| And to make you feel something more?
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| What’s it gonna take? |