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Working so hard every day

To be what you want of me

But how can I make you see?

That's not how


I'm meant to be

I'm sorry Mom; I'm not you

I'm sorry Dad; I'm not that cool

I'm the idiot, the sentimental

The innocent, the likable

My ignorance is my own bliss

I still believe magic

You're alone in your convictions

I don't wanna live in the prison

Of your perspective and expectations

The way you think my way is wrong

I'm sorry Mom; I'm not you

I'm sorry Dad; I'm not that cool

I'm the idiot, the sentimental

The innocent, the likable

My ignorance is my own bliss

I still believe magic

I'm alone in my convictions

And you know what that's okay

Because this is my mission

And nothing's gonna stand in my way

I'm sorry Mom; I'm not you


I'm sorry Dad; I'm not that cool

I'm the idiot, the sentimental

The innocent, the likable

My ignorance is my own bliss

I still believe magic

Oh, yeah I still believe in magic

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