Should I have believed I was still a boy
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Naive and sane, protected wholly
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Tongue-tied and restless
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Breathing of futures Know me; I am not a child
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'though you have age
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You have not felt the pain
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Should I have remained obedient and docile
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So far restrained
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The hands that hold me back
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Could break my bones
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As each one snaps
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I hate my home
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Far on my way
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I should know, I was born here
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Know me
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Am I just some fool? Am I far from ready?
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Just let me fall and I'll believe you
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Chained up and pampered I strain until I crack
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Know me before you kill what I want to be
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And leave me cold
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Bled white
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And feeling old
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Far on my way
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I should know, I was born here
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Know me-know all I am
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Far on my way
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I was cold then I exploded
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Know me...
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Know Me
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| Toad The Wet Sprocket |
