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I get so caught up in my ways |
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Sometimes |
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I overlook the simple plains |
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I feel like certain times in my life |
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Are met with certain times for pain to thrive |
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You're five foot five, not a hundred pounds |
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I'm scared to death of every single ounce |
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And worst of all is when it's calm |
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Cause I know the sea won't be calm for long |
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You bring me down |
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I walked right in through the rabbit's door |
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And walked right into the rabbit's hole |
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I made myself an open book |
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I made myself a sitting duck |
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I don't know how |
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I missed the signs |
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I must have passed by them a hundred times |
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You barely notice what |
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I sayYou're busy looking round the room instead |
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I get so caught up in my ways |
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I walked right in through the rabbit's door |
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And walked right into the rabbit's hole |
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I made myself an open book |
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I made myself a sitting duck |
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I'm walking down this rabbit trail |
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My feet grow heavy with every step |
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I stop to eat and take a nap |
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And now I can't find my way back |
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You bring me down |
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So downSo down |