Love yourself as much as you can
And then love yourself however you want
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And ignore whoever's always pointing the finger at you
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And ignore whoever didn't get it
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Even if they say it doesn't suit you
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That you're too old to dance
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And then ask yourself how you are
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How long's it been since you did?
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You, who used to live by instinct
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Now you barely believe in the future
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You, for whom forever never exists
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Who know nobody loves like we do
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You, who the more you fall the faster you're back on your feet
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You, who in the end still believe a little
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That even when it ruffles your hair it's splendid, yeah
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It feels almost like a hurdles race
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You want to break the world record
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Even when the finish line disappears
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Splendid, yeah, splendid
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That keeps you prisoner for twenty years
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And clinging to a photograph
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Splendid, too, this moon
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That you sure didn't make
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Of telling everybody you now want more
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That even when it ruffles your hair it's splendid, yeah
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It's a kind of hurdles race
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You want to break the world record
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Even when everything goes to sh*t
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Even if sometimes you'd like to die
How easy it is to tell yourself lies
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Just thinking of it gives me chills
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Even when the orchestra disappears