I think I’ve seen you before
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Another time, another face
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Whoever opened the door
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Never had the time to waste
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To paint pictures over windows
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That don’t satisfy our taste
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It’s so convenient to lose the truth
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When it’s laughing in your face
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Destiny is overrated
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So I think I’ll write my own
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I don’t believe it’s complicated
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So I think I’ll stay at home
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I followed the leader
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Now I just follow myself
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Destiny is overrated
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So I think I’ll write my own
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I know I’ve been here before
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But I can’t find, the time or place
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If we stay in the past
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There’ll be no future left to waste
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Pinning paper wings on problems
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Hoping that they’ll fly away
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Turn our backs, ignore the truth
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If they can’t support the weight
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Destiny is overrated
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So I think I’ll write my own
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I don’t believe it’s complicated
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So I think I’ll stay at home
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I followed the leader
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Now I just follow myself
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Destiny is overrated
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So I think I’ll write my own
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Reflections on a two way mirror
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Of everyone and everything
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That’s coming, and coming out
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Of our lives
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I can see myself in the static
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I can see myself in you
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Reflections on a two way mirror
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Times running out, times running out
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Destiny is overrated
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So I think I’ll write my own
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I don’t believe it’s complicated
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So I think I’ll stay at home
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I followed the leader
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Now I just follow myself
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Destiny is overrated
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So I think I’ll write my own
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So I think I’ll write my own
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Reflections
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| We Are The In Crowd |
