| You cannot carry on like this
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| Over thinking to your self
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| (Like running through a maze all in a day)
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| Why focus on the litle things?
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| It’s the big ones that will help
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| (Ooh, second guessing, life isn’t a faze)
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| Replaying on your mind, the words you left behind
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| (You, what did I say?)
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| Truth complicates a girl like you
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| But it gets you through your youth
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| So watch what you say, hey
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| Shoulda, coulda, woulda
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| But you didn’t
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| Now it’s time to turn it 'round
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| Every moment you’ll revise the present
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| Don’t ya bring it down
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| The highs, the lows, you need it
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| Under pressure now
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| You can take it higher
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| Lift it off the ground
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| You cannot carry on like this
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| Don’t be sharing what you know, oh oh
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| Know when to stop, turn this way
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| Let me tell what you can do
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| Lovin' what you grow
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| (Doesn't hurt you to grow)
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| You’re making magic here
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| With no presence of your fear
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| (Do you feel it?)
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| Take what you gain from your days
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| Even though you might not see it through
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| (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
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| Shoulda, coulda, woulda
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| But you didn’t
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| Now it’s time to turn it 'round
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| Every moment you’ll revise the present
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| Don’t ya bring it down
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| The highs, the lows, you need it
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| Under pressure now
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| You can take it higher
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| Lift it off the ground
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| (Yeah, i’m comin' up)
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| (I'm comin' up for air now)
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| (I'm feelin' it)
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| (I'm feelin' it more than ever)
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| (Shoulda, coulda, woulda)
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| Shoulda, coulda, woulda
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| But you didn’t
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| Now it’s time to turn it 'round
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| Every moment you’ll revise the present
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| Don’t ya bring it down
|
| The highs, the lows, you need it
|
| Under pressure now
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| You can take it higher
|
| Lift it off the ground
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| Shoulda, coulda, woulda
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| But you didn’t
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| Now it’s time to turn it 'round
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| Ever notice, it’s the ones who worry?
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| They don’t make it out
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| Don’t complicate it
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| No, don’t say never
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| I’m feelin' this
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| I’m feelin'
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| I’m feelin' it more than ever |