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I don't know where I'm at.
I'm standing out the back,
And I'm tired of waiting.
Waiting here in line,
Hoping that I'll find
What I've been chasing
I shot for the sky
I'm stuck on the ground
So why do I try?
I know I'm gonna fall down.
I thought I could fly,
So why did I drown? ...
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