I want to know where
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my confidence went
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one day it all disappeared
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and I'm lying in a hotel room
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miles away
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voices next door in my ear
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Daytime's a drag
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nighttime's worse
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hope that I can get home soon
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but the half-finished bottles of inspiration
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lie like ghosts in my room
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I wanna go
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I know I can't stay
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but I don't want to run
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feeling this way
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til I am myself
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til I am myself
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til I am myself again
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There's a seat on the corner
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I keep every night
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wait til the evening begins
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I feel like a stranger
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from another world
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but at least I'm living again
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There are nights
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full of anger
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words that are thrown
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tempers that are shattered and thin
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but the moments of magic
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are just too short
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they're over before they begin
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I know it's time
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one big step
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I can't go
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I'm not ready yet
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til I am myself
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til I am myself
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til I am myself again
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I had a dream
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that my house was on fire
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people laughed while it burned
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I tried to run but my legs were numb
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I had to wait til the feeling returned
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I don't need a doctor
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to figure it out
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I know what's passing me by
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when I look in the mirror
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sometimes I see
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traces of some other guy
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I wanna go
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I know I can't stay
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but I don't want to run
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feeling this way
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til I am myself
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til I am myself
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til I am myself again
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Til I Am Myself Again
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| Blue Rodeo |
