| My mama told me not to worry now
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| Cause I’m old enough to be alone
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| I bend my knees and pray to God
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| I’ve always been the most impulsive one
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| And I know where I’ve been going wrong
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| I bend my knees and pray to God
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| I bend my knees and pray to God
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| Oh my God I’ve tried to thread the needle
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| Into this old life
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| And I know sometimes it’s hard to try
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| And I know sometimes it’s hard to try
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| And I know sometimes, and I know sometimes
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| And I know, sometimes I hide
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| You’ll find your feet, try not to worry now
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| Cause you’re not too proud to need someone
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| I bend my knees and pray to God
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| I bend my knees and pray to God
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| Oh my God I’ve tried to thread the needle
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| Into this old life
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| And I know sometimes it’s hard to try
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| And I know sometimes it’s hard to try
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| Oh my God I’ve tried to thread the needle
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| Into this old life
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| And I know sometimes it’s hard to try
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| And I know sometimes it’s hard to try
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| And I know sometimes, and I know sometimes
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| I know, sometimes I hide
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| Nineteen ninety-five, after school
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| Smoking cigarettes, punk hairdos
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| Hyper color T-shirts, pumping up your Reeboks
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| Smells like teenage spirit
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| Nineteen ninety-five, after school
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| Smoking cigarettes, punk hairdos
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| Hyper color T-shirts, pumping up your Reeboks
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| Smells like teenage spirit
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| Nineteen ninety-five, after school
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| Smoking cigarettes, punk hairdos
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| Hyper color T-shirts, pumping up your Reeboks
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| Smells like teenage spirit |