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Cultivate your hunger before you idealize.
Motivate your anger to make them all realize.
Climbing the mountain, never coming down?
Break into the contents, never falling down.
My knee is still shaking, like I was twelve,
Sneaking out of the classroom, by the back door.
A man railed at me twice, Oh but I didn't care.
Waiting is wasting for people like me.
Don't try to live so wise.
Don't cry 'cause you're so right.
Don't dry with fakes or fears,
'Cause you will hate yourself in the end.
Don't try to live so wise.
Don't cry 'cause you're so right.
Don't dry with fakes or fears,
'Cause you will hate yourself in the end.
You say, Dreams a dream. I ain't gonna play
the fool anymore.
You say, 'Cause I still got my soul.
Take your time, baby, your blood needs slowing
down. Breach your soul to reach yourself before
you gloom. Reflection of fear makes a shadow of
nothing, a shadow of nothing.
Still are blind, if you see a winding road,
'Cause there's always a straight way to the point
you see.
Don't try to live so wise.
Don't cry 'cause you're so right.
Don't dry with fakes or fears,
'Cause you will hate yourself in the end.
Don't try to live so wise.
Don't cry 'cause you're so right.
Don't dry with fakes or fears,
'Cause you will hate yourself in the end.
Don't try to live so wise.
Don't cry 'cause you're so right.
Don't dry with fakes or fears,
'Cause you will hate yourself in the end.
'Cause you will hate yourself in the end.
'Cause you will hate yourself in the end.
'Cause you will hate yourself in the end...
Motivate your anger to make them all realize.
Climbing the mountain, never coming down?
Break into the contents, never falling down.
My knee is still shaking, like I was twelve,
Sneaking out of the classroom, by the back door.
A man railed at me twice, Oh but I didn't care.
Waiting is wasting for people like me.
Don't try to live so wise.
Don't cry 'cause you're so right.
Don't dry with fakes or fears,
'Cause you will hate yourself in the end.
Don't try to live so wise.
Don't cry 'cause you're so right.
Don't dry with fakes or fears,
'Cause you will hate yourself in the end.
You say, Dreams a dream. I ain't gonna play
the fool anymore.
You say, 'Cause I still got my soul.
Take your time, baby, your blood needs slowing
down. Breach your soul to reach yourself before
you gloom. Reflection of fear makes a shadow of
nothing, a shadow of nothing.
Still are blind, if you see a winding road,
'Cause there's always a straight way to the point
you see.
Don't try to live so wise.
Don't cry 'cause you're so right.
Don't dry with fakes or fears,
'Cause you will hate yourself in the end.
Don't try to live so wise.
Don't cry 'cause you're so right.
Don't dry with fakes or fears,
'Cause you will hate yourself in the end.
Don't try to live so wise.
Don't cry 'cause you're so right.
Don't dry with fakes or fears,
'Cause you will hate yourself in the end.
'Cause you will hate yourself in the end.
'Cause you will hate yourself in the end.
'Cause you will hate yourself in the end...
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