It's so much harder for you to get hurt, when you're lying on the ground
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but with your head up to the ceiling, it's so much further to fall down
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you never lead you always follow, you always walk a step behind
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you always give heed to what others think, never using your own mind
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It's time to tell you, why can't you see
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Sometimes 1+1 it equals three
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Now you approach me with your problems,
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your friends think differently than you
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You say you can't wait till tomorrow,
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you so can tell them all the shit you've been through
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It goes to show your favorite weapon, is to button up your face
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What you need is a prescription,
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so you can get you some of your own space
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It's time to tell you, why can't you see
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Sometimes 1+1 it equals three
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As time goes by your growing weary, your growing tired every day
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You kind of wish that you could go home,
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so you could do things your own way
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Don't you know it lays before you, opportunity sublime
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Change of hearts just the beginning,
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on the road that changes your own mind
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It's time to tell you, why can't you see
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Sometimes 1+1 it equals three
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Three
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Amazing Transparent Man |