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Always find myself in this position,
Confused and trying to prevent a bruise,
Or a tear, a snare, a snag
Don't wanna give you a reason to brag

But if you're stuck in the past like I've been thinkin,
If she's the reason you've been drinkin
Then I gotta know, so I can save myself
So I know you're not on the reserved shelf

Cause I wanna spend days by your side,
Wanna tag along for your life, the whole ride
Great adventure, I just wanna be a sailor,
Maybe you should be a tailor?

Silly things, they weigh us down
Silly oceans, make us drown
Maybe what I'm sayin isn't so profound;
But you're supposed to be a king, where's ya crown?

Started as a peasant, yeah it wasn't pleasant,
But we'll work our way up, always enough to refill the cup
And if you wanna lean, I'll be ya wall,
Yeah I promise, you ain't gonna fall

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