I hope one day I will grow out of this
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Then I will leave this battlefield
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Good or bad depends on your point of view
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And I can see things from both sides
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Just one more classic case of catch-22
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Things don't have a simple truth
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So you ask where this is leading me
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Only I don't have an answer yet
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Seeing things black and white is for the weak
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I'm strong enough for shades of grey
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While searching for the perfect compromise
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I am driven to despair
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So my thoughts are spinning around
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For I know my problem well
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And I wonder, will I ever get
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Out of this carousel
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You are trying in vain
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To reach me with your hands
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But all that I can say
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Is I hope you understand
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So I am caught between the chairs again
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While everybody else does fine
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It's just my nature to move back and forth
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Always trying not to offend
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I cannot decide whether to refuse
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Or to reach out for your helping hand
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So my thoughts are spinning around
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For I know my problem well
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And I wonder, will I ever get
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Out of this carousel
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You are trying in vain
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To reach me with your hands
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But all that I can say
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Is I hope you understand
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Meanwhile I'm trying to make up my mind
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Feeling like I'm paralysed
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What's the sense of it all, is it...
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Because of you and I
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Because of fear
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Or just because of all
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That I wish to have near
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It's about really stupid things
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But they keep growing until
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They seem to tear me apart
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So my thoughts are spinning around
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For I know my problem well
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And I wonder, will I ever get
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Out of this carousel
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You are trying in vain
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To reach me with your hands
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You ask for explanations
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Until things make sense
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Well, I don't have any
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So all that I can say is
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I hope you understand
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It is because you and I
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Because of fear
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Because of all
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That I wish to have near
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It's about really stupid things
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Of no major size
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But they keep on growing
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Until a part of me dies
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