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The big talks are bigger; the handshakes are longer The small print is smaller too The phone calls come later, I get scared to answer Sometimes no news is good news They don’t teach you this shit in school Taking a deep breath's the golden rule I guess you’re on your own after that I think the future’s accident prone Can you believe I’m an adult grown, and I still have to lean on you? The worst tragedies you will face strikе on the most innocuous days They’ll come complеtely out of the blue and into the black You're making decisions you’d never make Praying to gods that you will forsake This was not meant to happen to you Now it’s specialists and consultants Counselors, lawyers, recipient’s reluctance Probate and red tape, insurance, assurance value They don’t teach you this shit in school Taking a deep breath's the golden rule I guess you’re on your own after that I think the future’s accident prone Letras de cancionesCan you believe I’m an adult grown, and I still have to lean on you? The worst tragedies you will face strike on the most innocuous days They’ll come completely out of the blue, blue, blue And when your eyes adjust to the dark You’ll be blinded by the smallest spark You’ll be blinded by the smallest spark From Letras Mania