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It ain't perfect nothing is |
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There's still room to grow |
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Feeling different staying in |
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Made a little home |
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So when I sit back in my chair |
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As the evening waits |
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I don't remember getting here |
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But I'm glad I came |
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Don't look down just cross the bridge |
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And when you get there |
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You'll know why you did |
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There's a better life on the other side |
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It's your double life on the other side |
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It's your second life on the other side |
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It ain't simple like before |
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These are different times |
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No longer worried about getting bored |
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Just trying to clear my mind |
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From all the noise out there |
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All the spooks all the moving parts |
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Cameras everywhere I look imitating art |
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Don't look down just cross the bridge |
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And when you get there |
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You'll be glad did |
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There's a better life on the other side |
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There's an honest life on the other side |
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It's your double life |
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It's your second life on the other side |
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There's an honest life on the other side |
