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I thought the time was passed when i could |
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Find beauty in a birds |
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I set the stage and the scenery |
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Rehearsing every word |
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Yeah but when i tried to make it more |
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Well it was always less |
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And it's a thin line between pleasing yourself |
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And pleasing somebody else |
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Oh yeah |
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Oh yeah |
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All right |
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With my confidence on fire |
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I set to fixin' up my roles |
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My separation of desires |
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Just left me deeper down in the hole |
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Yeah when i tried to make it more |
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Well it was always less |
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And it's a thin line between pleasing yourself |
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And pleasing somebody else |
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Yeah and when i tried to make it more |
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Well it was always less |
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It's a thin line between pleasing yourself |
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And pleasing somebody else |
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Now i'm tryin to get back |
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To what i know that i should be |
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Hoping to god that i was just |
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A temporary absentee |
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Yeah when i tried to make it more |
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Well it was always less |
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It's a thin line between pleasing yourself |
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And pleasing somebody else |
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Yeah when i tried to make it more |
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Well it was always less |
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And it's a thin line between pleasing yourself |
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And pleasing somebody else |
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Somebody else oh yeah |
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Oh yeah |
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All right |
