| I’ve chosen my way
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| Move along and do your own
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| No word I can say
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| To keep it going, I’m only young
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| Wake me up when it’s almost over
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| Cause times are getting outta hand
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| Cause times are getting outta hand
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| Wake me up when you know I’m sober
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| These thoughts are getting outta hand (heya)
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| My thoughts are getting outta hand (heya)
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| I’ve opened my way
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| Shake the prayers, and break the layers
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| There’s not much to say
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| Cause lately they will take me there
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| I never really feel sober
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| I never really feel sober
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| Lately, I’ve been feeling like I’ve gotten colder
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| Dry eyes, but a lot stronger
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| Tryin' shed a tear, now it takes longer
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| Heavy world on a bruised shoulder
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| I just wanna know I’m getting closer
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| Wake me up when it’s almost over
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| These times are getting outta hand
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| These times are getting outta hand
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| Wake me up when you know I’m sober
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| These thoughts are getting outta hand
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| My thoughts are getting outta hand
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| Wake me up when you know I’m sober
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| These thoughts are getting outta hand
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| My thoughts are getting outta hand
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| There’s no destination when you’re pacing
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| Your heartbeat can’t stop racing, amazing
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| There’s no destination when you’re pacing
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| Your heartbeat can’t stop racing, amazing |