| The last few years are a blur
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| Bring me up from the dirt
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| Even though I’ve been home
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| I can’t help feeling uncertain
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| Tears in my eyes
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| Pull back the curtain
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| These are my scars
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| This is my time to earn them I
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| I’m getting sick of this
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| Watching friends destroy themselves
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| Smile fake too drunk to tell
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| You can’t tell me this is what you want
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| When you called up asking me for help
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| How can you expect to grow
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| If you’ve already chosen
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| Where this ends
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| This is why we’re friends
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| Don’t stay in the dark
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| Thinking what you say can’t make a difference
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| I know that it’s hard
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| He needs your help so sit and listen
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| And the thought that I know I’ll persist
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| Shows how important you’ve been through all this
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| Underneath your skin and bone
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| Is something that I’ll never know
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| Are we all problem kids
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| Or kids born of a problem
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| I know that underneath your skin and bone
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| Is something that I’ll never know
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| What are you trying so hard not to show
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| The last few years are a blur
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| Bring me up from the dirt
|
| Even though I’ve been home
|
| I can’t help feeling uncertain
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| Tears in my eyes
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| Pull back the curtain
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| These are my scars
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| This is my time to earn them
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| And the thought that I know I’ll persist
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| Shows how important you’ve been through all this
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| These are my scars this is my time to earn |