You're in on a lie
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And we're out on the highway
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Dodging bullets
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As we're pulling half our lives behind our backs.
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Do you feel as perfect as you put on?
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Try to brace yourself for this
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It's impossible to turn away
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It's impossible to turn away
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Get out, get out from behind the wheel and get under it, under n' baby
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The last you ever made us what we really wanted to be
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Was the day we ended summer and we brought you in on a key
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Get out, get out from behind the wheel and get under it
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Always right and the winner
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But when we dropped you out and finally got on our way
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You qualified the cost of being wanted to play
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We gotta get back home
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No we're not putting up with the words you say
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I forgot to say that I'm sorry and I meant it
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And after every fight by fight we'll be back in your head
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And if I get our way I swear you'll wish you were dead
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That's why you gotta get back, gotta get back home.
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Do you feel as perfect as you put on?
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Try to brace yourself for this
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It's impossible to turn away
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It's impossible to turn away
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We gotta get back home
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No we're not putting up with the words you say
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I forgot to say that I'm sorry and I meant it
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And after every fight by fight we'll be back in your head
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And if I get our way I swear you'll wish you were dead
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Thats why you gotta get back, gotta get back home.
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What you strive for is to be perfect
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But it's not working anymore
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Put You On
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| Four Year Strong |
