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Well, I see you standing there like a rabid dog |
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And you got those crying eyes |
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Makes me wanna surrender and wrap you in my arms |
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You know I try to live without regrets |
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I'm always moving forward and not looking back |
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But I tend to leave a trail of debt while I'm moving ahead |
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And so I'm stepping away |
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(Ahhhh...) |
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'Cause I got nothing to say |
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Feels like, feels like it's coming |
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It feels like, feels like I'm coming of age |
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Feels like, feels like it's coming |
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It feels like, feels like I'm coming of age |
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And when my fear pulls me out to sea |
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And the stars are hidden by my pride and my enemies |
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I seem to hurt the people that care the most |
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Just like an animal I protect my pride |
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When I'm too bruised to fight |
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And even when I'm wrong I tend to think I'm right |
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Well I'm bored at game |
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And too tired to rage |
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Feels like, feels like it's coming |
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It feels like, feels like I'm of coming of age |
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Feels like, feels like it's coming |
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It feels like, feels like I'm of coming of age |
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Feels like, feels like it's coming |
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It feels like, feels like I'm of coming of age |
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Feels like, feels like it's coming |
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It feels like, feels like I'm of coming of age |
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[Piano] |
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Feels like, feels like I'm of coming of age |
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Feels like, feels like it's coming |
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It feels like, feels like I'm of coming of age |
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Feels like, feels like it's coming |
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It feels like, feels like I'm of coming of age |
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Feels like, feels like it's coming |
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It feels like, feels like I'm of coming of age |