Hey mister, where are you going to come in from?
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Is everyone just as scared?
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Push me away, you don't know me or want to.
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Your separation from yourself makes you feel good.
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Don't run so fast, it doesn't last.
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It's not your fault you stay away.
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I've only myself to blame,
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I can't change those yesterday,
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So let's right the wrongs.
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Everyone belongs.
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All of the hatred and phobias are stemming from gifts that you didn't earn,
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(you don't deserve)
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Like little children defining the outcast,
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You insure they'll never return.
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How will you learn?
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Don't think so fast.
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They never ask.
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You stay inside,
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They stay away.
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We've only ourselves to blame for the mass-production of shame.
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And we right the wrongs.
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Everyone belongs.
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There is room for me and you. <i>[x2]
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We've only myself to blame,
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We can't change those yesterday,
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So let's right the wrongs.
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Everyone belongs.
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There's Room For Everyone
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| Dogwood |
