| You take a deep gulp,
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| waiting for the fog in your mind
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| and you know,
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| that you better change something.
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| Reality starts to fade,
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| but it’ll last just for a while.
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| You know that you’re falling,
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| lost again.
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| You feel that you’re falling,
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| hitting the ground.
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| Your knees start to shake,
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| when you think of what you’ll do and there’s no return.
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| They trained everyone,
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| but the thought about the jump,
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| leaves cold sweat on your skin.
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| You know you’ll be falling,
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| once you are off the plane,
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| you know you’ll be falling,
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| alone.
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| So many people,
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| but there’s no one giving you a helping hand.
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| You climb higher and higher
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| to the top of your wrecked life.
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| And then you’ll be falling,
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| once again.
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| You feel that you’re falling,
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| hitting the ground.
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| You sit side by side,
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| with fear in your eyes
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| waiting for the green light.
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| The moment has come,
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| then you struggle up and jump,
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| with the rip cord in your hand.
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| You feel that you’re falling,
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| the dream of a lifetime comes true.
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| You feel that you’re falling
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| and hope it never ends.
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| (M:Maile, T: Meyn) |