Just because I'm losing doesn't mean I'm lost; doesn't mean I'll stop, doesn't mean I wouldn't cross. Just because I'm hurting doesn't mean I'm hurt; doesn't mean I didn't get what I deserved: no better and no worse.
I just got lost. Every river that I tried to cross, every door I ever tried was locked and I'm just waiting 'til the shine wears off.
You might be a big fish in a little pond: doesn't mean you've won 'cause along may come a bigger one and you'll be lost; every river that you tried to cross, every gun you ever held went off. I'm just waiting until the firing stopped.
I'm just waiting 'til the shine wears off.
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