| Ever at all the people
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| Who seem to know exactly how to be?
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| How to be, how to be, no
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| How to be
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| You think they don’t need piles
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| Of prescriptions to function naturally?
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| Functioning natural
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| Take a look and you might catch it
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| Stay a minute more
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| Minute more, minute more now
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| Minute more
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| There’s a little moment after the sunny smile
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| Their eyes fall to the floor
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| To the floor, to the floor, now
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| To the floor
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| And then truth starts peaking through
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| They’re a lot like me and you
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| They can fake a smile too
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| The anonymous ones
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| Who never let you see the weight they carry
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| They carry, they carry, they carry
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| All those anonymous ones
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| No one named the quiet pain they bury
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| They bury, they bury, they bear
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| Keep on keeping secrets
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| That they think they have to hide
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| What if everybody’s secret is
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| They have that secret side?
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| And to know we’re somehow not alone
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| Is all we’re hoping for
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| I don’t wanna be anonymous
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| I ain’t gotta be anonymous
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| I don’t wanna be anonymous anymore
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| Anymore
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| Spot the girl who stays in motion
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| Spins so fast so she won’t fall
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| World spinning so fast, not too fast
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| She’s built a wall of her achievements
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| To keep out the question
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| Without it, is she worth anything at all?
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| Then truth starts peaking through
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| They’re a lot like me and you
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| They can fake a smile too
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| The anonymous ones
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| Never let you see the weight they carry
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| They carry, they carry, they carry
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| All those anonymous ones
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| No one named the quiet pain they bury
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| They bury, they bury, they bear
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| I don’t wanna be anonymous
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| I ain’t gotta be anonymous
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| I don’t wanna be anonymous anymore
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| The parts we can’t tell, we carry them well
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| But that doesn’t mean they’re not heavy
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| The parts we can’t tell, we carry them well
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| But that doesn’t mean they’re not heavy
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| The parts we can’t tell, we carry them well
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| But that doesn’t mean they’re not… heavy, heavy
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| The anonymous ones
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| Never let you see the weight they carry
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| They carry, they carry, they carry
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| All those anonymous ones
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| No one named the quiet pain they bury
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| Keep on keeping secrets
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| That they think they have to hide
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| What if everybody’s secret is
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| They have that secret side?
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| And to know, to know we’re not alone
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| Is all we’re hoping for
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| I don’t wanna be anonymous
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| I ain’t gotta be anonymous
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| I don’t wanna be anonymous anymore |