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I can crawl, I can fly, but I can’t beg for anything, anyone
I only run
But I want to be brave
Such an easy thing to say
I want to be brave
There’s a dagger I keep by my pillow
The steel echoes through my, through my hand
The drunken swagger of a lover won’t blunt it
It’s made of glasses filled with sand
I’ve got something you want, I’ve got something you need
I’ve got music and midnight and moonshine
And a warning I know you won’t heed
Such an easy thing to do
It should be easier for you
If you want to be brave
Do you want to be brave?
I ‘ve grown to love the night
In the dark, I can’t see myself to fight
On a quiet street at five to three
For a moment, there’s nothing expected from me
Drink ‘til noon, crash ‘til six, then start over again
Dream toward the weekend
Tell myself the bottom line will get better then
I can crawl, I can fly, but I can’t beg for anything, anyone
I only run
But I want to be brave
Such an easy thing to say
I want to be brave
If I don’t sleep, if I never go back
Failure’s only a word on a page
If I never see your eyes disappointed
If I never know rage
Oh, but I want to be brave
Such an easy thing to say
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