Put your hands out, put your hands out,
Have your lies begun?
Another one's gone,
Shut it out, another one, starts,
Block it out, there's nowhere to run,
Despite the sun, are we gone for good?
Problem is, never, we'll never admit,
Just how small, we are...
Try to, try to see the lies,
With open eyes,
And hear the world cry,
"i'm not ready to fall..."
Put your hands out, put 'em, put 'em out,
The world'll crumble,
Before my son turns 21,
Trying to tell, it's getting me on the job,
Trying to tell, hanging our own ropes,
It's gotta have a witness,
Daddy's got unfinished business...
Problem is, never, we'll never admit,
Just how small, we are...
Try to, try to see the lies,
With open eyes,
And hear the world cry,
"i'm not ready, i'm not ready,
I'm not ready to fall..."
We take, it alot, we take, it alot,
We take, it alot, we take...
We take, it alot, we take, it alot,
We take, too much, we take it enough...
Try to, try to see the lies,
With open eyes,
And hear the world cry,
"i'm not ready, i'm not ready,
I'm not ready to fall..."
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