| We light the candle at both ends /
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| Running on low energy But I stand tall /
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| My heart beats / Continues to pump /
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| Blood like there’s no choice /
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| For me but to Live /
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| You see freedoms like a fallen Angel /
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| That got her wings back /
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| Now what’s the day with a Soul Clap /
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| I could camouflage my self and surly hide away /
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| As if my bones won’t decay /
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| Instead we keep it Copasetic /
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| Self medicated to cope /
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| Let the wild man in me run /
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| We can rewind it like a rerun /
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| I can’t imagine life with out a son /
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| You see sometimes when the sun /
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| Comes OUT I want to climb up /
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| Find joy in the moment /
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| Not just the climax /
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| Taught to keep running /
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| Now leaning how to relax /
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| Safe and secure with my self
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| And those around me /
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| That’s my living prof /
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| Hook (Lynx)
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| Baby I’m running hard / Running Through /
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| This life is a wilderness / Just like you /
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| After the winter’s gone / Comes the Bloom /
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| Baby I’ve seen the sun pulling through /
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| Knees don’t fail me now /
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| Legs don’t wear out / I’m counting on you /
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| To hold me up / So I won’t fall down /
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| Long strides I see the end /
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| It’s in sight / My diaphragms expanding /
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| Like a rubber band /
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| When the lights go out /
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| And darkness fills the room /
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| And my minds racing /
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| Things seem out of place /
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| My goals are gone /
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| And the future visions a blur /
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| Decisions are hard to make /
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| And mistakes never occur /
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| Turn down the road /
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| While I’m running /
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| Jumping over hurdles /
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| Seeking visions in the deepest /
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| Darkest places I know /
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| Not afraid of being lost /
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| Where I go / So if it wasn’t for that /
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| And all the things that we do /
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| In hopes to be truthful /
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| And fit in / I’m running away from it /
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| Don’t want it need it or even get it /
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| I hope you know that |