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I painted over yesterday
I scrubbed the floor and washed away
I tossed the letters in the bin
I'm winning back the space within
I built a bench from broken wood
I nailed the joints, made it good
I wrote my name upon the wall
My life's mine, I take it all
I'm rearranging all the chairs
I'm sanding down the wooden stairs
I won't check my phone for you
I'm too busy building something true
I'm rearranging all the chairs
I'm sanding down the wooden stairs
I'm standing where I choose to stand
I'm holding up my own right hand
I built a bench from broken wood
I nailed the joints, made it good
I wrote my name upon the wall
My life's mine, I take it all
I'm rearranging all the chairs
I'm sanding down the wooden stairs
I won't check my phone for you
I'm too busy building something true
I'm rearranging all the chairs
I'm sanding down the wooden stairs
I'm standing where I choose to stand
I'm holding up my own right hand