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I heard my teacher say that I'd be better off |
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If I just took what I've been given |
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They say I never know what to do |
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Unless I'm told |
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I feel underestimated, So unaccounted for |
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Then you want to call me to your office right after school |
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And tell me your version of my future |
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But let's take all the frames off the walls |
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I wanna see one diploma that says \"you can read the stars\" |
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Don't talk me out of it |
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Don't talk me out of it |
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It's my life, don't talk me out of my life |
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It's my life |
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I used to put an apple on Ms. Jacob's desk, |
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But she never liked me |
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She said I'm gon' fail, no matter what I give |
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She said 'cause my skin wasn't light enough |
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Tuition wasn't high enough |
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I couldn't understand just what I did. |
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So underestimated, You left me unaccounted for |
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Now you want to me your version of my future. |
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But let's take all the frames off the walls |
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I wanna see one diploma that says \"you can read the stars\" |
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Don't talk me out of it |
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Don't talk me out of it |
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It's my life, don't talk me out of my life |
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It's my life |
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Just tell me how |
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You're much better than me now |
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You tore me down till there was nothing left |
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Look at me, Look at me, Look at me, Look at me, |
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I'm still standing |
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Look at me |
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Look at me now, Look me in my eyes |
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But let's take all the frames off the walls |
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I wanna see one diploma that says \"you can read the stars\" |
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Don't talk me out of it |
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Don't talk me out of it |
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It's my life, don't talk me out of my life |
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It's my life |
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It's my life |
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It's my life |
