| You’re standing on the edge of a ledge
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| You’re on the 18th floor
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| You look around and ask yourself
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| What am I living for?
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| The loan sharks are after you
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| What the fuck you gonna do?
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| Do it, do it
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| Jump, and it is a suicide
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| Jump, if you can’t make up your mind
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| Jump if you can’t take any more
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| Jump, what are you waiting for?
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| You ain’t got no real friends
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| And no-one's on your side
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| No-one wants to listen to you, or help you
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| A friend in need is a friend indeed, or so they say
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| What are you going to do, come the day?
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| You sit in your chair
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| Pulling out your hair
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| What the fuck you gonna do?
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| When they kick down the door
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| And sanity won’t pull you through?
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| But they can’t stop you now
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| 'Cos you’ve made up your mind
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| You know which way you wanna go
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| It’s the big one, finish it
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| Do what you set out to do, do it, do it
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| Do what you set out to do, do it, do it |