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I fear I'm bad at life
No excuses I can offer
I can't seem to get it right
And no flood could keep me watered
I wanted to be something
I only wanted to be something
In the garden where I lay
All the flowers bloom but me
I'm staring at the sun and taking rain
Still I can't help but feel so out of place
Where I lay, where I lay
Well, I don't think I belong here
No, I don't think I belong
No excuses I can offer
I can't seem to get it right
And no flood could keep me watered
I wanted to be something
I only wanted to be something
In the garden where I lay
All the flowers bloom but me
I'm staring at the sun and taking rain
Still I can't help but feel so out of place
Where I lay, where I lay
Well, I don't think I belong here
No, I don't think I belong
Whether a crowd or an ocean
I'm out of place in it all
I got friends, I got love
Will they last? And how long?
'Til I'm alone again and convinced that it's all my fault
I wanted to be something
Wanted to fit in
Would've given anything
Want to be something
Wanted to fit in
Could I take a different shape?
In the garden where I lay
All the flowers bloom but me
I'm staring at the sun and taking rain
Still I can't help but feel so out of place
I'm out of place in it all
I got friends, I got love
Will they last? And how long?
'Til I'm alone again and convinced that it's all my fault
I wanted to be something
Wanted to fit in
Would've given anything
Want to be something
Wanted to fit in
Could I take a different shape?
In the garden where I lay
All the flowers bloom but me
I'm staring at the sun and taking rain
Still I can't help but feel so out of place
Where I lay, where I lay
I guess in the end, I'm just a kid
Learning my lessons and desperate to fit
I guess in the end, my colors don't mix
White in the knuckles, blue in the lips
In the garden where I lay
All the flowers bloom but me
Think I'm broken, think I'm torn
Got no roses, only thorns
I don't think I want to be me anymore
I guess in the end, I'm just a kid
Learning my lessons and desperate to fit
I guess in the end, my colors don't mix
White in the knuckles, blue in the lips
In the garden where I lay
All the flowers bloom but me
Think I'm broken, think I'm torn
Got no roses, only thorns
I don't think I want to be me anymore
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