| There you are again standing down below me
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| Honestly believe that there is something you can show me
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| While deep within your mind it’s what you’d give to even know me
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| And you don’t know
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| You don’t know
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| You don’t know how young you are
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| Your eyes are filled with coral snakes and liquid plastic castles
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| Your daily life revolves around a thousand petty hassles
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| Corny dots and window panes and pink and silver tassels
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| And you don’t know
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| You don’t know
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| You don’t know how young you are
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| If I knew what’s right for you you would not leave without it
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| And if I knew the truth for you I’d surely stand and shout it
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| There’s better things that you can be, there is no doubt about it
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| And you don’t know
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| You don’t know
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| You don’t know how young you are
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| You don’t know
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| You don’t know (how young you are now)
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| You don’t know (how young you are now)
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| You don’t know
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| You don’t know |