| Don’t take yourself so seriously
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| Look at you all dressed up for someone you never see
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| You’re here for a reason but you don’t know why
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| You’re split and uneven your hands to the sky
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| Surrender yourself
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| And I wonder why I tear myself down
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| To be built back up again
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| Oh I hope somehow, I’ll wake up young again
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| All that’s left of myself
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| Holes in my false confidence
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| And now I lay myself down
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| And hope I wake up young again
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| Hope I wake up young again
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| Don’t let those demons in again
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| I fill the void up with polished doubt
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| Fake sentiment
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| Surrender yourself
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| And I wonder why I tear myself down
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| To be built back up again
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| Oh I hope somehow, I’ll wake up young again
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| All that’s left of myself
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| Holes in my false confidence
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| And now I lay myself down
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| And hope I wake up young again
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| Hope I wake up young again
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| Hope I wake up young again
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| Why won’t you take me seriously
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| Look at me all fucked up
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| Over someone I’ll never meet
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| And I wonder why I tear myself down
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| To be built back up again
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| Oh I hope somehow, I’ll wake up young again
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| All that’s left of myself
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| Holes in my false confidence
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| And now I lay myself down
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| And hope I wake up…
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| Wonder why I tear myself down
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| To be built back up again
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| Oh I hope somehow, I’ll wake up young again
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| All that’s left of myself
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| Holes in my false confidence
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| And now I lay myself down
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| And hope I wake up young again
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| Hope I wake up young again
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| Hope I wake up young again |