| How will you ever learn
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| When your hands are tied and your bridges burned?
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| When will you get to see that your only option lies with me?
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| Must you be kicked right down, ripped from limb
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| Taught to drown, but taught to swim?
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| The way to be, the way to act is
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| Not to preach what you practice
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| Things change, but a pattern is present, a formula remains
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| Things needn’t be so if you let me through
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| How will you ever learn
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| When your hands are tied and your bridges burned?
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| When will you get to see that your only option lies with me?
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| Must you be kicked right down, ripped from limb
|
| Taught to drown, but taught to swim?
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| The way to be, the way to act is
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| Not to preach what you practice
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| Things change, but a pattern is present, a formula remains
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| Things needn’t be so if you let me through
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| It must be true, she said I found you
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| How will you ever learn
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| When your hands are tied and your bridges burned?
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| When will you get to see that your only option lies with me?
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| Must you be kicked right down, ripped from limb
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| Taught to drown, but taught to swim?
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| The way to be, the way to act is
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| Come on, thick head |