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Only time will tell |
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A miss for a match |
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I think you've found the niche |
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Now I am twenty one |
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Young, but still getting older |
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Now I've been wanting more |
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Than what you have taught me |
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To show me the rivers |
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Life living underneath a billboard |
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The sidewalks infested |
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The people of plastic. |
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Ok, so I've been holding out |
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Lying my weight on the door |
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Up above, I've never felt so numb |
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Until I made it out |
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They put a target on your forehead |
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The day that you were born. |
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I've waited my entire life, sitting on the sides |
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Everyday I hear you say that it gets easier with time |
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A life I never ruined, a light to show me out this time |
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And maybe, and maybe I was right all along |
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The day you were born, a solid mark. |
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Do you believe in everything? |
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Do you believe in everything and everyone you meet? |
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Do you believe in everything? |
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Do you believe in everything and everyone you see? |
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The day you were born, a solid mark written on your forehead. |