| I’m not afraid of not waking up tomorrow
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| Tell me everything you did last night
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| Compared to everything I did last night
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| Again
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| Feeling fake but I figured it out
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| And now I’m running in the distance and coming off the ground
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| Don’t tell me with your eyes
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| Tell me what’s it gonna be
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| Tell me what’re you gonna do
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| I can’t hear you
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| I’m calling you out
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| I’m alive
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| But I keep running into things that make me
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| Contemplate the difference
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| With heavy hands and your persistence
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| And I try to figure it out with my passion
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| I try to figure it out with distractions
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| I try to figure it out with my passion
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| You can’t figure me out
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| My mind says
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| I’m running 'round in circles
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| Making progress
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| That’s more than I can say about you
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| Everybody is on your side
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| You’re a fake and fabricate what’s in your own mind
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| And if you can’t get rid of your own possessions
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| You’ll never see me running in your direction
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| Tell me what’s it gonna be
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| Tell me what’re you gonna do
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| I can’t hear you
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| I’m calling you out
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| I’m alive
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| But I keep running into things that make me
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| Contemplate the difference
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| With heavy hands and your persistence
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| And I try to figure it out with my passion
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| I try to figure it out with distractions
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| I try to figure it out with my passion
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| You can’t figure me out
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| Take another look back, tell me what do you see
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| When your eyes light up at night
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| Take another look at everyone that you let down
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| When you bailed out
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| Take another look back, tell me what do you see
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| (I try to figure it out with my passion)
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| When your eyes light up at night
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| (I try to figure it out with distractions)
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| Take another look at everyone that you let down
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| (I try to figure it out with my passion)
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| When you bailed out
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| (You can’t figure me out)
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| I try to figure it out with my passion
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| I try to figure it out with distractions
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| I try to figure it out with my passion
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| You can’t figure me out |