| Another brick on top of the pile
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| It’s getting too heavy already
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| To carry on your young shoulders
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| You know everything’s not in its place
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| But you have no idea what it is
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| That is preventing you from
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| Rising to your own height
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| A vicious passed on burden
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| Too invisible to see
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| Yet heavy enough to make you crawl
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| To take all beauty from life
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| To steal all ambition
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| How could you know?
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| No one ever showed you any other way
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| No one ever encouraged you to shine
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| To be what you are and be it proudly
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| To not let anyone put you in any other mold
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| But the one you carry deep inside
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| Another brick on the top of the pile
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| It’s getting too heavy already
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| To carry on your young shoulders
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| You know everything’s not in it’s place
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| But you have no idea what it is
|
| That is preventing you from
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| Rising to your own height
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| A vicious passed on burden
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| Too invisible to see
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| Yet heavy enough to make you crawl
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| To take all beauty from life
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| To steal all ambition
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| Every night on your knees
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| Making a silent prayer to a god
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| That you don’t even know
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| Wake up to another day to see
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| That everything is still the same
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| No more faked ambition
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| Time to put it all in its place
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| Anything else but hiding in shadows
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| Let them be you |