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So what’s this ladder made of
And why do I have to climb?
(Is everything a game?)
I’ll never tell if I get down
Just let me leave this behind
(And I’ll take all the blame)
Or am I already meant to be…
Always a day too late
With empty pockets and nothing to lose
(Find me a step behind)
You shouldn’t have to say
If you’re the smartest one in the room
But you won’t forget me
Am I already meant to be
(A storm for any port?)
(Always a dollar short?)
Is there anything left to see?
(Let the tide pull me under
And leave me to wonder why)
Always a day too late and I got nothing to lose
