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i have been living impatiently |
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yes i'd become a passionate drinker |
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waiting has not been my cup of tea |
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so I have thrown it all away |
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everyone looks at me skeptically |
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as though this were not my true demeanor |
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but they know not of what I am capable |
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therefore they have nothing to say |
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i run to the woods and look around |
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all I see is my reflection |
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so I howl like I am a wolf |
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and take my clothes off |
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the caribou cheer, the squirrels rejoice, |
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the birds and fish change direction |
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to catch a glimpse of all this joy |
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that is much deeper than just for the weekend |
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there are suckers who give up too easily |
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and many of them are my homies |
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they clean up their rooms and they read their books |
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and they always have something to say |
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there was a time when I ran to them |
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always in search of approval |
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now I look at them all with a broken heart |
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wishing their sadness away |
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i run to the woods and look around |
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all I see is my reflection |
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so I howl like I am a wolf |
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and take my clothes off |
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the caribou cheer, the squirrels rejoice, |
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the birds and fish change direction. |
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to catch a glimpse of all this joy |
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that is much deeper than just for the weekend |
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and soon I will sit beside myself |
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for the wind that fills my sails |
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is the same one that blew me over |
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when optimism fails I reach for something more |
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the wind that fills my sails |
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is the same one that blew me over |
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when optimism fails I reach for something more |
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and soon I will sit beside myself, yeah |
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there are boys and girls living in secrecy |
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pushed to the ground by their elders |
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forbidden to run and commanded to hide |
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and to watch every word that they say |
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i was the same until recently |
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when I discovered the illusion |
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and we're only as free as we let ourselves be |
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and its time we shut up and play |
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i run to the woods and look around |
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all I see is my reflection |
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so I howl like I am a wolf |
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and take my clothes off |
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the caribou cheer, the squirrels rejoice, |
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the birds and fish change direction |
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to catch a glimpse of all this joy |
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that is much deeper than just for the weekend |
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deeper than just for the weekend... |