Blindsided

Woke up, looked at the clock

Then looked away

I stayed awake all night,

Then slept the day

Maybe I started this too late

Maybe I panicked when I should have left the gate

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Maybe I calculated everything wrong

Maybe I took for granted, I took too long

Maybe I stared into the sun

Maybe I followed when I should have been the one

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I'm blindsided by a double-cross and double dealings

If I walked a finer line my feet would be bleeding

My feet would be bleeding

My feet would be bleeding

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Maybe my calculations were incorrect

Maybe I hurt what I tried to protect

Maybe I thought I'd had it made

Maybe I made my exit when I should have stayed

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I'm blindsided by a double-cross and double dealings

If I walked a finer line, my feet would be bleeding

My feet would be bleeding

My feet would be bleeding

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Maybe I thought the dam would hold

Maybe I kept my silence when I should have told

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I'm blindsided by double talk and double meanings

If I walked any a finer line my feet would be bleeding

My feet would be bleeding

My feet would bleed

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Maybe I calculated everything wrong

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copyright Mary Ann Farley. all rights reserved.

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