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run motor |
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run the motor |
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run spinning rotation |
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the spinning rotation |
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and finding the rhythms |
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the motion |
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the aspirin |
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you could wake me up with silence and i could lose all control |
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cause i said that i can't |
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that i'd stay and i'd never change |
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i had the rock but i lost it it's broken |
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and i spent everything i had |
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and i gave everything i could to you |
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and i left myself with nothing but a burning mess |
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i'm broken on the inside so turn the crack-down on me |
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i can't sleep alone |
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(it's all right) |
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it just don't feel right anymore |
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(i'll get by) |
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it's myself that i've lost track of now |
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(if i have to i'll fight) |
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it's inside so turn the crack-down |
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grind my teeth say a prayer breathe as deep as i can |
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cause i need air i can't dissolve control |
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where does this fit in with anything and what's changing |
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don't figure the outcome there's no sure pinpointing |
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i know that i'm not in defense of admitting defeat |
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i feel that there's nowhere to go and that's the problem |
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are you friend or foe |
