| Your head starts over give it up
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| It’s sad I’ve found you in bed
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| You were raised on just enough to forget
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| It’s when you thought you were keeping yourself
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| You were rusting away from the outside
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| Now you’re filling so full of holes
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| Scared, waiting
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| Oh shaking, scared and alone
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| Hoping and waiting
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| Woah, woah
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| It’s tough to get at it honestly
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| Your guts bail check the odds it’s one, two… No!
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| But, take the stride of an honest man and then you’re always catching up
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| So take it easy
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| They all know you do 'cause you can’t do it well
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| Your ears ring like a tuning fork because they’re always talking
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| Shaking, scared and alone
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| Hoping and waiting
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| Shaking, scared and alone
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| Hoping and waiting
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| Edge
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| I’m on the edge
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| I’m on the outside of all this
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| Watching you fantasise
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| Why are you waiting?
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| Nobody’s making you
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| Give in enough, just enough to give it up
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| So in the end, when they ask if you are satisfied
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| Don’t want to hear you running your mouth
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| Expressed aloud complaining about
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| It’s a laugh, promise to give all of it back!
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| What else are we prone to get told?
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| Alone and waiting
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| Shaking, scared and alone
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| Hoping and waiting
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| Bottling in while pressing down the voice within as it tears you open
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| I see you turning, I see you hurting
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| Just tell me why you’ve wasted your time while wasting mine
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| Never again |