| Trying and tripping and torn
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| Reaching for more, but coming up less
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| Why are my memories of
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| You as the judge, me as the mess
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| I want the medal
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| Don’t want to settle
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| I want the victory lap, You in the stands
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| Why is it hard to believe
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| You just want me
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| Just as I am
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| I could stand, I could fall
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| You want all of me
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| I could run, I could crawl
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| You will always be
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| You’re not impressed, with all of my best
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| Not disappointed, when I don’t land on my feet
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| In everything, You are asking me
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| To lean
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| When did we learn to perform
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| To need the encore, to know who we are
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| When did we forget our place
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| Is not on a stage but safe in Your arms
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| When will I let go
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| Be still and just know
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| When will I see, when will I just believe
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| I could stand, I could fall
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| You want all of me
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| I could run, I could crawl
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| You will always be
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| You’re not impressed, with all of my best
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| Not disappointed, when I don’t land on my feet
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| In everything, You are asking me
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| To lean
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| You ask me to trust
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| When You say I was enough
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| You made me lean
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| I could stand, I could fall
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| You want all of me
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| I could run, I could crawl
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| You will always be
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| You’re not impressed, with all of my best
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| Not disappointed, when I don’t land on my feet
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| In everything, You are asking me
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| To lean |