Standing On The Shoulders Of Giants

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    Pass on the bag of stuff
    Come back to life
    Your only sister
    Something passed before your mind, you're mocking you

    Here i stand all shaky hands
    Now i've strangled all i stood for
    Now i've beat and beat on all my drums
    But making face aint so much fun
    Cuz no ones telling me who i'm supposed to be

    Pass on the bag of stuff
    Come back to life
    Your only brother
    Something passed before you made you mark

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    Here i lay can't concentrate
    Yeah, i slept in all my clothes
    I wanna be the man i used to be
    Don't wanna think of what's gotten into me
    I wanna write/right all the answers to all of the problems
    Cuz heaven knows i'll try to solve them

    Now i could be my way i think i have not had a thing to drink
    Now my gut is strong, my gut is strong, my cover has been blown out the window

    Running from this little place you call home
    This little place we're living all our lives
    Now we're standing on the shoulders of giants

    Here i sit, my mouth is full of spit
    How can i elect myself as one above another?
    The only way you'll find me there is if i'm standing on their shoulders

    Running from this little old place you call home
    This little place we're living all our lives
    Now we're standing on the shoulders of giants

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    Composición: Tyler Landon Bottles, Andrew Ford Nichols, Daniel Lee Eaton y Jake Ryan

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