| I’m so still, you never see me smile
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| I’m so cold-blooded, people call me reptile
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| I’m so suffocated, wasting my time
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| I’m the worst at keeping in touch
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| I’m the latecomer who never shows up
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| I’m the dice and I’m running out of luck
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| It’s so serious in here
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| It’s so claustrophobic
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| Get me out of here
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| I’m the last person who should care
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| I’m so scared, honey it was just a nightmare
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| I don’t hesitate, I drag them by the hair
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| I’m so cryptic, I read between the lines
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| I’m so desperate, I heard it through the grapevine
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| I’m so blind, I never see the signs
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| It’s so serious in here
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| It’s so claustrophobic
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| Get me out of here
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| You’re the dirt that’s rubbed off on my lips
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| You’re the dreams I had the night before we kissed
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| You’re the life I left stranded and struggling in the ditch
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| You’re the torch, shone straight into my eyes
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| You’re the silhouette that’s blinded by the foglights
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| You’re the last thing I think about night after night
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| It’s so serious in here
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| It’s so claustrophobic
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| Get me out of here |