| When the blows come around
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| And the lows come around
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| And time stops
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| I hold on
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| When there’s no hope in sight
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| And there’s nowhere to run, to
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| My mind, trips
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| I hold on
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| Just when I feel I’m going under
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| Just when I feel I’m going under
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| Just when I feel I’m going under
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| Just when I feel I’m going under
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| Just when I feel I’m going under
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| I can close my eyes and think of you
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| Just when I feel I’m going under
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| There’s a way I know to see me through
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| Just when I feel I’m going under
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| I can close my eyes and think of you
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| Just when I feel I’m going under
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| There’s a way I know to see me through
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| Clothes come around
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| And throws me around
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| And time, drops
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| I hold on
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| Just when I feel I’m going under
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| I can close my eyes and think of you
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| Just when I feel I’m going under
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| There’s a way I know to see me through
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| Just when I feel I’m going under
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| I can close my eyes and think of you
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| Just when I feel I’m going under
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| There’s a way I know to see me through |