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Was I ever right |
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In wantin' to lay down beside, all the dreaming |
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I think that |
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I'll stand up with all my might |
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And take my chances |
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All the while, all the while |
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You're bitter sweet and full of favors |
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Just beggin' ta take the chance |
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In a way, |
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I was demandin' |
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Glad that |
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I'm grounded |
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Cause all |
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I ever wanna be, is free |
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No safer than sorry (hey y) |
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No plans to ignore it |
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I'm keepin' this glory |
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Like the colour of the day |
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And I recognize, |
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The price that must be paid, for salvation |
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You know that |
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I want-ya ta figrure out |
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Just what you started in lookin' |
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When, it ain't no backseat praise to putya under |
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Do you feel when it's safe to say |
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How your childhood was all over |
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Now that you've grown up |
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You've gone and thrown it all away |
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No safer than sorry (hey y) |
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No plans to ignore it |
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I'm keepin' this glory |
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Like the colour of the day (2x) |
