| Why can’t you see
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| The things you want in me
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| Are they easy
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| Easy to be
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| As I open up
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| It’s not enough
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| It’s just not easy
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| Easy to be
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| And even though this road is winding
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| I feel like I am finding my way back to you
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| And all the world is a painted picture
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| With silver and golden stars
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| Knowing that we are forward facing
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| Forward facing
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| Knowing that we are forward facing
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| Why do I freeze
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| When you come for me
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| It’s so easy
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| Easy to be
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| I lit the fuse and ran
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| I burned down who I am
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| And I rebuilt again
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| And even though this road is winding
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| I feel like I am finding my way back to you
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| And all the world is a painted picture
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| With silver and golden stars
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| Knowing that we are forward facing
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| Forward facing
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| Knowing that we are forward facing
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| Forward facing, forward facing
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| Knowing that we are forward facing
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| Countdown to a new hometown
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| Broken down, rearranged
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| Settled in my new skin
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| Proof that I have changed
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| We are now the same
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| And even though this road is winding
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| I feel like I am finding my way back to you
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| And all the world is a painted picture
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| With silver and golden stars
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| Knowing that we are forward facing
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| Forward facing
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| Knowing that we are forward facing
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| Forward facing, forward facing
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| Knowing that we are forward facing
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| Forward facing |