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These days, it's getting harder to feel pretty Today, I don't wanna leave my bed Cos outside, there's a mountain much taller than I care at all to climb

Exhausted every road I know And I'm limited, yeah, I know It's becoming much more clear, my dreams cannot survive outside my mind (a)

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Don't wanna feel the weight, so I lift and lift like it's easy As the muscles tear beyond repair, I think...

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So this is what it feels like In the world of soft edges It's a lie, designed to snatch you from your life, honey, What are you feeling? Stop what you're doing Twirling your thinning hair, what good is that gonna do?