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i would love to be better |
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i would love to be free |
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i would love to be perfect |
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when you look at me |
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but instead i'm still crying |
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yes instead i'm still lying |
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sad to say i'm still trying |
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not to be me |
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when i see all the weakness |
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that i turned into sickness |
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i still think i can slide |
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just fine on the ice |
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it's not easy to be honest |
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sometimes i'm just astonished |
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how hard it can be to be true |
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why do i lie? |
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is it just to get by |
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if i give up my lines |
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will i die? |
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if fortunes are favored |
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then i am in labor |
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and i'm trying so hard |
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to leave lying behind |
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i don't want to be hazy |
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i don't think that i'm crazy |
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but i've had some moments |
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where i am not sure |
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and if you can forgive me |
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for just being human |
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then i will try harder |
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to keep my words pure |
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i could be on the border |
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it could be a disorder |
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honestly i think |
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that i can come clean |
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and all of my stories might even be boring |
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if i can tell you |
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what they all mean |
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[CHORUS] |
