| I’m all hung up on tension, mild obsession; |
| nowhere to run, it’s out of my
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| possession
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| Nothing’s clear, and I’m not quite near what it takes to get me here
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| So I can break away before today becomes my tragedy
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| Walk me thru why I’m feeling blue and I might not fade away
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| ‘Cause I am high on the weight of the world
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| My mind is built like Jenga, something kinda' mega, tryin' to play me out like
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| as if my name was Sega
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| Never free, you can come and see, and in 1, 2, 3… you’ll be just like me
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| I have spent today walking thru this maze, and I can’t see thru the haze
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| Now I’m all caught up, and stuck in a rut; |
| bring me back to a better place
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| Lyrics by Brian Bortoli
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| (c)Better Luck Next Time |