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I'm sick of standing with my hands in my pockets, |
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I'm coming in. |
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Been broke down, choked out, not speaking, not breathing in. |
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Are we gonna fix it? |
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When are we gonna start? |
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If it's really too late, |
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I guess I'm looking back. |
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If it's really just time, you can have all of it. |
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If that's where we think straight, |
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I'll do anything to keep us from feeling choked and separated. ' |
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Cause it's all the same things again and again. fall down, repeat, fall down, keep falling down. |
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Is this what we're doing? |
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What are we doing? fall down, and repeat, fall down, keep falling. |