Written by Brandi Carlile
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Everything I do surrounds these pieces of my life that often change
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Or maybe I've changed
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Sometimes seeming happy can be self destructive even when you're sane
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Or only insane
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But don't bother waking me today
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Chorus
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Here I am
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I'm so young
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I know I've been bitter, I've been jaded, I'm alone
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Every day I'll bite my tongue
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If you only knew my mind was full of razors
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That cuts you like a word if only sung...
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But this is my song
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It is my song
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Now I live every day like there will never be a last one till they're gone
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And they're gone
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I'm too proud to beg for your attention and your friendship and your time
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So you can come and get it from now on
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Chorus
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And it's you
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It is you
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Here I am
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I'm so young
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I know I've been bitter, I've been jaded, I'm alone
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Every day I'll bite my tongue
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If you only knew my mind was full of razors
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I'm not sure I can take it
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I've nothing strong to hold to
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I'm much too old to hate you
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My mind is full of razors
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That cuts you like a word if only sung
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But this is my song
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My Song
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Brandi Carlile |