| Is anybody out there?
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| Does anybody feel?
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| Is everybody insane
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| And fetal at the wheel?
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| I’ve been walking on a thin line
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| I’ve been standing on the ledge
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| I’ve been looking for a clear sign
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| And praying I don’t fall off the edge
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| When they say you break, you break out and take yourself down low
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| When you say you break, you know you better pray, pray
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| You’re on your knees, your sick disease won’t take the pain away
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| Bruised, broken and bruised
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| How could you let this go?
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| Bruised, broken and bruised
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| How could you sink so low?
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| They show you resurrection
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| They feed you til you’re full
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| They offer you protection
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| Yes they throw you to the wolves
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| When they say you break, you break out and take yourself down low
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| When you say you break, you know you better pray, pray
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| You’re on your knees, your sick disease won’t take the pain away
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| Bruised, broken and bruised
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| How could you let this go?
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| Bruised, broken and bruised
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| How could you sink so low?
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| It’s like I’m running from myself
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| Run, running from myself
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| Run, running from myself again
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| It’s like I’m running from myself
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| Run, running from myself
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| Run, running from myself again
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| You’d better pray, pray
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| Oh you’re on your knees, your sick disease won’t take the pain away
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| Is anybody out there?
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| It’s like I’m running from myself
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| Run, running from myself
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| Run, running from myself again
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| It’s like I’m running from myself
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| Run, running from myself
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| Run, running from myself again
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| Bruised, broken and bruised
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| How could you let this go?
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| Bruised, broken and bruised
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| How could you sink so low?
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| It’s like I’m running from myself
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| Run, running from myself again |