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| Who It's Hard It's Your Turn Up here on the ledge I'm getting pushed to the edge People line up behind me to step into my shoes, Up here in the precipice I'm getting close to my nemesis People fighting each other to jump into my blues There's a young kid inside me somewhere He stays up all night, a vampire that never dies, With the blood and the moon in his eyes I hear his voice when I'm comin' down, Sleep is for fools, whe never see the sunrise, Who never get to live twice. I was a face in a magazine, When you were still playin' with your plasticine, Now you're doggin' my tail, ridin' the slipstream, You can take the fans and the enemies The little girls who squeeze and tease Then pass on their social disease, Go get your penicillin. I know you young and dumb, I know where you're comin' from. Don't know where you're goin' to, But I bin there same as you, You're running out of ideas, And new hats to try on. I know you middle age Same song, different page, I know what you're goin' through Made the same mistakes as you, All you want is some hope And a shoulder to cry on. There's a stranger inside me somewhere That shadow behind me, don't even look like me. An echoed apology. He's a wolf in sheep disguise, I wake up in places I don't even recognize, Pretender in paradise. It's your turn, step up and take it If you've got the guts to hang on You can make. C'mon, c'mon, come on, Ooooh take it! |
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