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here i am at these cross roads again |
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wondering what will ever become of me |
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now and then i'll take one on my own chin |
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because i wear my heart up on my sleeve |
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i fell in life and i've fell in love |
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wondering makes me rise above |
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so i sing..., let me know what's real... |
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and i sing..., to teach me how to feel... |
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there you stand, with your friend or man |
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here i sit my back against the wall |
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it begins to start sinking in |
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it wasn't really worth it after all |
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understand i must be man |
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i've dedicated myself to this band |
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and i sing..., let me know what's real... |
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and i sing..., to teach me how to feel... |
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when i'm thinking sober |
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when the worst is over |
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i will still be standing here |
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all the things i've told her |
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it's all on my shoulders |
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now i'm seeing things so clear |
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so i sing..., let me know what's real... |
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and i sing..., to teach me how to feel... |
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and i sing..., let me know what's real... |
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and i sing..., to teach me how to feel... |
