| How did I make it to the end of the day when I could see it coming from a mile
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| away?
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| Like a fast car, headed for a brick wall. |
| The instant shock before a great fall
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| Tension and care, making do on my own
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| If you can’t be prepared, gotta live and let go
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| The notion you learn from the hurt beneath your feet
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| The feeling I’m here by the skin of my teeth
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| The people I’ve been and the proving scars
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| I’ve gone through life with an open heart
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| Against my will, got forced to move slow
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| Like the rug pulled out, a lift put on hold
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| A little time lost but perspective gained
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| A season of loss to bring positive change
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| Tension and care, making do on my own
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| If you can’t be prepared, gotta live and let go
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| The notion you learn from the hurt beneath your feet
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| The feeling I’m here by the skin of my teeth
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| The people I’ve been and the proving scars
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| I’ve gone through life with an open heart |