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Oh no, I think I'm falling for a false alarm |
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Like an all-day second stuck |
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Until you crunch the right arm |
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Well if I open my eyes, if I just pay attention to McNew |
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Well, I just held back |
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To listen to your cues |
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So it's not enough I never meant to hold you down |
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Waiting for the firestorm |
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Waiting for the false alarm |
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Well, is it really true? Well, I know, I mean I guess, uh, why not |
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Well is it really true, I don't know, |
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Too hard to figure out |
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I'm gonna mark my words, cross my eyes and stomp my feet |
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Cause I don't want you feeling bad, feeling bad, feeling |
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Worse than you do |
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Well, I'll stand my ground, hide behind a fake smile |
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Think I'll talk about something else |
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Just for a little while |
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Aw, said it once, said it twice, said it - you can tell it's the same old tune |
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Straight down to the bitter end |
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Tell me when there's more to go there soon |
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It's gonna hold my tongue in place, think about what to do |
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If you don't see nothing wrong this time |
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Well I'm taking it out on you |
