I use no exaggeration
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I’m plainly hanging by a thread
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And I’m running low on patience
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But don’t go blame it on yourself
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I wish that I was in my right mind
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But I’ve left myself unnecessary chores
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I make it bad when it’s just fine
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I was whole and sure and now I’m clearly torn, ‘cause there’s
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Nothin' left for me to do
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Right and left both bring me to
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The center of my deepest fear
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Where the truth is oh so clear
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Embracing inescapable truth
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And that's Facing Up to You
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And truth is so cruel
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Continual irresolution
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Keeps me shackled to the ground
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And I’ve been in dire need of revolution
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For far too many days to count
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I thought I was safe in the Hiding Place
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But it sure is exhausting, livin' in chains
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It’s paradoxical in every way
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Nothin' makes sense
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I can’t tell love from hate...and there's
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Nothin' left for me to do
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Right and left both bring me to
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The center of my deepest fear
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Where the truth is oh so clear
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Embracing inescapable truth
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And that's Facing Up to You
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Truth is so cruel
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I’m beggin' myself to make something of it
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I give up still unable to comprehend
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My own true will...
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Nothin' left for me to do
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Right and left both bring me to
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The center of my deepest fear
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Where the truth is oh so clear
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Embracing inescapable truth
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And that's Facing Up to You
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Facing Up to You
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Facing Up to You
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Facing Up
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| Kate Voegele |
