| I wrote or read them all when searchin' in the swarms
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| Still can’t find how to hold my hands
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| And I know you need me in the next room over
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| But I am stuck in here all paralyzed
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| For months I got myself in ruts
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| Too much time spent in mirrors framed in yellow walls
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| Ain’t it like most people? |
| I’m no different
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| We love to talk on things we don’t know about
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| Ain’t it like most people? |
| I’m no different
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| We love to talk on things we don’t know about
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| And everyone around me shakes their head in disbelief
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| And says I’m too caught up
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| They say young is good and old is fine
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| And truth is cool but all that matters
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| Is you have your good times
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| But their good times come with prices
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| And I can’t believe it when I hear the jokes they make
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| At anyone’s expense except their own
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| Would they laugh if they knew who paid?
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| Ain’t it like most people? |
| I’m no different
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| We love to talk on things we don’t know about
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| Ain’t it like most people? |
| I’m no different
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| We love to talk on things we don’t know about
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| And after we are through ten years
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| Of making it to be the most of glorious debuts
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| I’ll come back home without my things
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| Cause the clothes I wore out there I will not wear 'round you
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| And they’ll be quick to point out our shortcomings
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| And how the experts all have had their doubts
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| Ain’t it like most people? |
| I’m no different
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| We love to talk on things we don’t know about
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| Ain’t it like most people? |
| I’m no different
|
| We love to talk on things we don’t know about
|
| Ain’t it like most people? |
| I’m no different
|
| We love to talk on things we don’t know about
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| Ain’t it like most people? |
| I’m no different
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| We love to talk on things we don’t know about |